More pictures with Mom's family

These are some pretty neat pictures of us...oh yeah, and Lucy our two-legged dog!

Uncle Eric

Wow, I got to meet my Uncle Eric (my Mom's brother) for the first time today! He's a real card...and boy, does he like to drink beer!

More pictures with Grandma and Grandpa (of Mommy)

I got a kick out of this one. Here are a few more pictures.

Is that really my uncle?

Could someone who doesn't believe in the Lakers spirit, let alone in one particular player with my namesake, call himself my uncle?

Uncle Josh and Auntie Jo Lin came over to visit today (see pictures). When Uncle Josh read my blog, he and I didn't see eye-to-eye on something that cut to our understanding of some fundamental principles: he doesn't share in my belief that Devean George still has some potential on the team. OK, maybe he hasn't had displayed the brilliance everyone else expected from him...but he still has the chance to be the next stellar Laker role player.

I'm going to disregard the fact that Uncle Josh has cut me down before I've developed my mastery of my verbal skills. But I ask you one question: If you had a choice, would you rather have the name "Slava"? Huh, I didn't think so.

"And in THIS corner..."

Bummer that Mom and Dad couldn't celebrate their 2nd wedding anniversary yesterday, they were stuck at home with me, and called in a lactation consultant to get to work on me and to deal with my "issues". My only real problem is that I can't get a decent steak around here.

Mom and Dad took me to the Pump Station today to pick up a couple things. Mom got herself a couple of those cool gel discs that's supposed to help give her some relief from my relentless chewing. But we also slipped in a chance to use their scale for free.

And so after two weeks, I weighed in at 7 pounds and 11 ounces! Woo-hoo, were Mom and Dad stoked! They say I'm supposed to be losing my ounce-age during the first couple weeks, but dang...I'm puttin' it on! Dad thought about putting me on a low-carb diet, but then realized that I don't really have much of a choice to eat what I want.

A few more of mommy's visitors came by today.

Any suggestions for dry, flaky skin?

So to top off my hairy back and arms, ever since I made my grand entrance into this world, my skin's been peeling. Great, now I'm a tarantula. The ped said that I may have been overdue, because dry skin like mine is a sign that I've been inside a little too long. The flaky skin should go away in a couple weeks...even so, this sucks.

Check out today's pictures. Here's what Daddy shot:

• Mommy's friend Judith stopped by today.
  
• Grandma started making jal-tzu (boiled dumplings)...and what do I have to look forward to? Exciting breast milk...EVERY DAY!
  
• The view from outside my window
  

And here I am with a hiccup attack, going nuts under the jiminy!

I don't think Lucy's very happy about me...

...because I may be stealing all the attention. She just seems to be spending more and more time at the office.

And on an unrelated note, Daddy got a kick out of this little video.

More visitors!

Allison's school friends came by to check me out. Boy, I love the attention! More pictures.

Goin' on a trip!

Mommy and Daddy wanted to visit the hospital to drop off some gifts to all the terrific nurses who helped me find my way...oh, and to take care of one minor errand: MY BIRTH CERTIFICATE! Can you believe they waited until *the last day* to fill this thing out? Here are the day's pictures.

I also had a little "accident" in the car, so Mommy got her first chance to change my diaper in the back seat! She's gonna get good at this, I can just feel it.

Mostly dozing (that's what I do)...

...I even slept right through the visitor who came by with the strange mouth. Check out the pictures.

My first trip to the doctor's office

I haven't ever been too fond of tall people in white lab coats, and the fact that we encountered about twenty little people with their tall counterparts in the lobby didn't help much either. But our doc wasn't so bad because she didn't poke me. See the pictures from our visit.

And here's a nice short video of me chillin' like a villain.

Feeding and sleeping...

This was my mission today. See the pictures. Oh, and Mommy and Daddy now think they're comedians. Look at this video clip.

FUN, FUN, FUN!

I got to play on this crazy blanket with a whole bunch of wild things bouncing around. I was going nuts! Mommy and Daddy said to thank Dan and Selena for it...though I'm still trying to figure out how it works. Check out these pictures...

I especially like the shots of Grandma (Daddy's side) waving a finger at Lucy-dog. Grandma doesn't really like animals.

And look at the picture of my ear...

...I'm told it looks a lot like my Uncle Eric's ear. But if you look at it a little closer, it looks like a face, doesn't it? A little spooky, I know.

The crib ain't too bad. The place sounded a lot bigger from within utero, but this'll do.

I'm goin' home...WOO HOO!

But before strappin' me into this crude restraining system called an infant car seat, I needed a suntan, so they hooked me up with these dope shades and put me under some tanning lights! The tall people were saying something about treatment for jaundice, which sounded like a yummy tropical drink, but I never got one while I waited forever in my sunning station!

Grandma (Mommy's side) arrived today and came to help take me home too. Boy was *she* excited to see me! Here are some pictures...

Feelin' pretty darn good...

Everything looks like a 1950's TV cartoon to me: people with big noses and wide mouths in black and white. They're also beginning to make strange sounds and facial gestures that I can't quite make out yet (like "goo goo", "eeee! So tinyyyy!", or "looky at dat tiny nosey poo!". They all look like they've been breathing a little too much of the hospital air.

The doc gave me the a-OK to go home, but Mom had to stick around for another night...though Mom had a relatively mild labor, her recovery has been a kinda rough on her body. Boy, do I feel lousy over what I put her through. Daddy has been taking real good care of her, and has been most *excellent*! :-)

But "AHHHH..." I got treated like a king today! As Tom Sogi would say, "Is this the life or what?" Look at these pictures, and you'll see what I mean.

Day 2

Now, today was no fun. I got poked at, squeezed, prodded, pin-pricked, and washed..Yuck! Huh, at least Mom and Dad got pampered! But look at these pictures to see the ordeal I had to go through.

But I did get to meet Grandma (Daddy's side) for the first time today.

We're live!

Welcome to my blog! I'll be posting my musings, observations, general annoyances, and noting the things that make me stick out my tongue.

I was born 07:26 August 3rd, 2005 - 6 lbs, 15 oz and 20 inches long! Man, any idea what it's like floating in amni fluid for nine months? Pretty wet. And ahhhh, such relief to STTTTRRRETCHHHH! I've been doing a lot of that lately.

Check out the pictures of me on my first day out with Mom and Dad!