Catching up

It's taken me a while to get this blog up and running. It's been 9 days now and a lot has happened.

On my first day my grandparents on both sides came to visit, as well as some great aunts, great uncles, and second cousins. My dad wasn't around, but my mom told me he was flying up from San Francisco. He arrived around 11 and seemed like a pretty cool dude. We all posed for a ridiculous amount of photographs - apparently I'm a big star around here.

The next day my parents took me to my mom's parent's house. There was a big old cat there, but she didn't say much. Later I went to my dad's parent's house, but around dinner time there wasn't much to eat. I asked what they had around and all they had was boob. gross. They eventually offered some formula - tasty!



Over the next week I grew to appreciate the finer qualities of boob. My mom apparently has some pretty good boobs. Lucky me!

My parents have been dressing me in these ridiculously over sized outfits. Some are even kinda like dresses! I do my best to squirm out of them, but my captors are too strong. I get back at them my own way, however. When they're changing my diaper I like to pee at them. I love the fact that they don't believe in spanking, or I'd never get away with it!

My grandparents have been doing lots of visiting, as well as all sorts of old people. They've been giving me some fun gifts, though. Lots of hats - which is good because I get cold sometimes. I've also been getting some big old cardboard pads which I'm told hold stories. I guess I just need to chew through the outer layers to get to them.

My uncle Zach has been visiting and giving me lots of attention. He seems to like it when I gurgle, so I try to do that for him. I hear that I have an uncle Nick, but that he isn't feeling well, so I'll have to see him at another time.

I've been fairly tired this last week, but people keep bugging me for a chance to touch me. Perhaps I'm considered some sort of religious leader around here? I'm not really sure, but it's certainly a nuisance. I'd prefer to just sleep most of the time.

I've also noticed some kind of psychic connection with these things coming out of my hip. I think about them moving and they do. I try to make them kick, and they kick. It's pretty cool. I'm still trying to figure out if my telekinesis works with other items around the house.

Mom says:
These two weeks were sort of a magical time...we were able to stay at Darlene and Jay's and have everything taken care of, allowing us to just focus on Caleb and get used to the idea of being parents. We were overwhelmed by how many good wishes we received and how loved we felt. Our timing was perfect, it seemed, because we were there for beautiful weather and left right as a rain storm was moving in. On the way down to San Francisco (and reality) we were able to stop off in Vancouver, WA to see my mom's family and introduce Caleb to my grandparents, as their first great-grandchild.