Really smiling, at last!

After over two months of stony stares, the evil eye and general looks of confusion (the meaning of which we were somehow supposed to interpret as either "feed me", "cuddle me", "change me", "burp me", "play with me", or "I'm ready for bed") we are happy to announce Julian has begun to smile - that is, really smile, while looking right at us, and on command (versus merely smiling in his dreams, while passing gas, or at inanimate objects). In any case, here he is just waking from a nap, looking happy and rested.

Playtime in the activity gym

Here Julian is seen playing with his new friend, Mr. Monkey. He is often heard cooing and smiling coyly at his 3-inch fuzzy friend, but occasionally he will get crabby and needs to be reminded to “play nice”. Either way, he has assured us that Mr. Monkey is his BFF.

Changing Every Day

Julian continues to gain weight, and he doesn't look to us like he's changed much. That is, until we go back and look at previous photos and then the changes are obvious and hard to believe they've happened over such a small span of time. Is he really only 7 weeks old? Seems like he's been a part of our lives forever.

Some small but noticable milestones: He mimics you when you stick your tongue out at him and does the same in return, he loves staring at the mobile above his crib, and he seems to be discovering his voice a bit. The latter being almost as amusing as the former. He will emit short little outbursts that sound similar to crying, but they only last a brief moment. He also makes one hell of a crabby face which I have yet to capture faithfully on film, but I'm sure he'll give me plenty more opportunities to do so.

Trip to the E.R. on 2-17-09.

Switching formulas apparently didn't sit well with the J-Man. Hope you're not eating as you read this, but we discovered blood in his stool last week and so that morning we headed off to the E.R. as directed by the on-call nurse. At the hospital we learned that it is a fairly common occurrence, and that switching formulas is often the culprit. Sorry Julian, we had no idea. :-/

No photos for this posting for obvious reasons.


Fast forward to today (one week later) and we thought the problem had corrected itself but it's returned. Dianna has the lovely duty (dooty?) of dropping off 'samples' at the pediatrician's office today. I guess it beats having the job of analyzing said 'samples'. Will post more when we know more.

Mom and Little Tiny

Two Valentine's Day sweethearts!

Custom Made Booties

Julian sporting his high-fashion footware, courtesy of Chary.
Perfect fit, and way cute! (So what if dad can't pick a matching outfit.)