Milo meets his paternal grandparents

Squirm, baby, squirm

Is this actually cute, or is it just his parents who think so?

Steppin' Out

This is the outfit Milo wore the first time he left the house:

Stylin.

Prolific

Things Milo's poop and pee have come in contact with today:
Many diapers
Two bassinet sheets
The frilly bit on the outside of the bassinet
The doctor's examination table, immediately after a new diaper and before the doctor walked in (he seems to have a thing for doctors. In the hospital, he had the best spit up ever upon meeting the anesthesiologist. It went like this:
Dr. Monty: "Hi Milo."
Milo: Bleaaaaaghhhhhurrrrrrrgaaaaaaaaaaa (etc.)
At least one receiving blanket
4 or 5 very cute outfits
The floor
His mother's shirt
My camping backpack (This was right after the first between-diaper pee that Lew largely blocked with the diaper we were about to put on him. As we were cleaning up from that event, he let loose again.)

Introducing Milo

Born Sunday March 23rd, 2008 at 1:40 PM.
7 lbs 13 oz, and 20.5 inches long.

He's pretty cute.

Practically perfect in every way with a month to go

Three days ago, we went in for another ultrasound, because Lew's belly is larger than expected. As usual, the Bergperper is practically perfect in every way: proper size baby, proper amount of fluid, head down, hasn't changed genders. Estimated weight at six pounds, five ounces.

Aside from the violent kicking and making Lew feel sick and tired, he seems like the perfect child. By induction, he will be an easy delivery, exude health, sleep through the night immediately, eat well from day one, and change his own diapers.

The immense generosity of friends and family

And this doesn't include the crib, car seat, changing table, other clothing, toys, and on and on.
Thanks, all.