This card from Uncle Jim sums up week 2 (and probably a lot of weeks going forward)

A few pictures from this week:

These people keep taking pictures of me. Here I am in a milk coma.

Mom snapped a few shots of me napping with dad.


I try to ignore them so they stop,

but then they just take their pictures while I sleep.

Sometimes you just got to give them what they want.

My big excitement for the week was that my stump fell off,

leaving me with a (still slightly bloody) belly button:

I know you want to leave the hospital, but what you don’t realize is that I am in charge now.



Dad likes to make baby burritos.


Do these diapers make my butt look big?

I need a manicure so I can stop wearing these funny mittens.

Let me think about that.

I know they say I should sleep on my back, but this is way more comfortable, plus I think making mom and dad worry is fun. Isn’t the hat our neighbor knitted me awesome?

So these are bicycle crunches?

5% of the day I look like this

or this

and the rest of the day I look something more like this.

It was in the 60’s today. Overcompensation?

Now this is more like it.

First family photo: