Cooing and Playing at 6 weeks old

With Frankie and his Mommy getting ready to head to New Mexico in a few days, Grandma decided to see if she could figure out how to use the "movie" function on her digital camera. We are quite pleased with the results, and know when we're missing Frankie's coos and smiles, we'll be really glad to have this!

Mother's Day Memories

Sharing the day with Frankie and his Mommy, Esperanza, was the highlight of Mother's Day this year. Frankie treated his Mommy to a long nap, and while she slept, he entertained Grandpa and Grandma for over an hour with charming laughs, smiles, and silly faces.

These shoes were made for walkin'

All dressed up and ready for his first shopping trip with Mommy and Grandma, Frankie looked pretty grown up already. This was only his second time to wear shoes. The amazing outcome of the shopping trip was that, contrary to the 2 hours max we expected to get, Frankie hung in there for almost 5 hours!! Grandpa was home having withdrawal pangs from his little grandson. And Mommy got to update her wardrobe for the summer before we were home again. Yea, Frankie!

First Bath

To say that Frankie's response to his first bath was a bit "tepid" would be an understatement. He is just not fond of being undressed, fussed with, and dressed again. Hopefully, with age and experience, he'll gain the wisdom that bath-time can be fun time. But so far, it appears he'd rather do anything but wash. Maybe that's just a "boy thing"?!!

Snuggling with Grandpa

Two Weeks "Old" Already!

To celebrate being two weeks old, Frankie decided to get rid of his umbilical cord stump yesterday. This was cause for rejoicing, too, because now he graduates to a tub bath, which will probably be sometime today. He hasn't been very pleased with the sponge bath experience, so we're hoping that sitting in nice warm water will be more fun for the little guy.

On the 12th Day of Frankie....

"It's 1:30 in the afternoon, and the bed's not even made," said Grandpa to Grandma with a smile today. Nope, it wasn't made and nobody really cared. And for that matter, the breakfast dishes hadn't been done for very long, either. However, we had each cuddled with our sleeping sweetie for at least an hour. And Grandma had already changed 3 poopy diapers, as well as taken a number of new photos of the "star of our show."

Speaking of poopy diapers reminds me. Yesterday, Frankie really took Grandma off-guard. Just as she was reaching for his clean diaper, he decided to send out a squirt, arcing across the changing table. Grandma was quick though--she got the new diaper placed right over the tiny source of the geyser, only to discover that Frankie was also having an explosive--unshielded--bowel movement! Poop went spraying everywhere--on his shirt, his little socks, the pad, even the wall. Not to worry, though. Grandma just laughed and cleaned up the little guy, and then the mess. Pleased that everything was under control, Grandma gave Frankie to his Mom for some nourishment and went off to breakfast--only to discover when she sat down at the table, that poop had landed on the hem of her shirt and down the front of her pants, too. Joke's on you, Grandma!