

So we'd like to post a belated post in honor of Samuel's first month of breathing, crying and parent-training. On the day itself (the 13th) we celebrated with a trip to the pediatrician, with the news that the little titan is growing well, which came as no surprise to his parents, who witness his voracious appetite on a daily basis.
But since the appointment was at 8am we had quite a lot of day left for...um...eating, and so on. So we got to play with lots of Samuel's toys. Above, there, he's being tickled by a BedBug from his aforementioned Uncle Tom and playing with his favorite bassinet toys from his Oma Barbara. And, as predicted we have a ponderously long and dull movie of Samuel exercising in the lovely portable playspace we have on loan from Julie and Jonathan Rohwein. Our friend Harry Connick Jr. stopped by and played a little bit for the occasion.













