Prepsquad

I hate it when I lose at squash.



At least I can make mom carry me around all evening in the only position I'll tolerate anymore.

Bored in brown

Sunnin'

And sporting the pomo chic look courtesy of aunt Christine.

Calming influence

I realize we don't have much in the way of actual updates on this blog so far, but there's a good reason for that. I mean, he has his moments, but in general, the small rock doesn't do much but eat and poop. And, every evening, he gets a bit fussy and his dad has to intervene and calm him down. Here's a picture of that...

I'm ready for my close-up, Mr DeMille

Goofy

Let me tell YOU, mom.

Grandpa Seelinger

Burpin' USA

We had a routine doctor's appointment this morning, and turns out, at a mere 20 days old, The Rock now weighs a whopping 10 pounds. To mark the momentous occasion of his graduation to a double-digit weight, here's a picture of him right after his favorite activity, eating.

Streetwear

Here he is, taking a much-deserved nap after an exhausting trip to the park...

Like father...

like son.

3 Generations

Here is Poppi holding me and then, twenty-nine years later, his grandson. From the cornfield to the big city. Aw shuks.

A room of his own

Matt hooked up the middle room for Mr. Littlerock before he was born, painting trees on the walls and making a mobile with hand-drawn birds. Here they are, in the finished product...

You're the one for me, fatty

Is it me, or does this kid look like Morrissey?

Babysitting Potential

She's a natural for sure. Even lives in the neighborhood.

The New! Improved! Rockycito!

Here's le petit prince at 4 days old and 13 days old, respectively. Less of that jaundice-tan, certainly. And, is it possible, a little older looking? Break out the anti-wrinkle cream, mom, he's getting older by the day...

(ps, all rockycito fans, I changed the comments settings so you should all be able to comment now without having to register for your own blog. Let me know if you have problems with it...)

When I grow up

I'm going to be as tall as Uncle Andy...

Action shots

Here are some shots of the small boy in action, doing what he does best: spitting up and busting out of any constraints we might try to swaddle him in...

Park Life

We took advantage of the nice weather today to take him on his first trip to the park. Pigeons, black squirrels, hipsters, methadone patients: he slept through it all with a tenacity that must be inherited.

Here're a few older ones. I mean, not that he's old enough to have new vs. old pictures, but you know what I mean. A few days older...

The boyz

Matt's getting pretty good at calming the little dictator down when he's in a funk. Here he is, working the magic.

Nakie

The docteur says he should be hanging out in the sunlight as much as possible, to help with his (mild) case of jaundice. Little beach bum loves it...

Space Traveler

Here is a picture of Himself, looking particularly bushy-eyed. Please check back for more images and periodic updates on new grunts, hand gestures, wailing techniques, etc.