Who's on First

So the first 3 weeks of my life have flown by and the days are already starting to run together if you can believe it or not.  I've had a lot of first experiences in these first weeks. 

On Thursday, August 12th I had my first sleepover at BobBob and Ta's house.  Mom figured she would give dad a night off from having me around :-)  While over there my belly button finally fell off!  It was a proud day for the parents.  This also meant I could now take baths...I'm not sure if I'm going to like those yet or not.

On Thursday, August 19th Aunt Jenn and Cousins Audrey and Ingrid flew into town from DC so mom and dad took me up to Mimi's house to have dinner and introduce me to them.  While we were there, I had another first, my first bottle!  Dad was super sweet and put me in his lap in a dark quiet room and popped the bottle right in my mouth.  It was pretty tasty and I ate like a champ...3 oz's in 10 minutes. 
On Friday, August 20th, I had my first lunch out with "aunties" Kristin and Katrina.  They're not really my aunts, but they are mom's awesome friends and I expect I'll see them so often while I grow up that they might as well be my aunts.  We went to the Classic Cookie and believe it or not, I was a perfect angel and slept through the majority of it. 

On Saturday, August 21st mom and dad hosted a shower for "aunt" Kristin and "uncle" Phil who are expecting a play mate for me in mid September.  I got to meet a lot more of mom and dad's friends for the first time including kick ass Schnetzer who held me for like 2 hours that night.  Of course mom had her own first "bottle" that night as well (so milk bottle #2 for me).  I overheard her telling dad she quite enjoyed it and plans to let me partake in a few more bottles in the upcoming couple of months. 


On Monday, August 23rd I had my first real bath.  Well of course I wasn't all the way submerged but my toesies were in the water and I was lying on this little mesh hammock.  Let me tell you I did not enjoy myself and let mom and dad know by balling my head off.  I was not a happy camper and the sponge baths were a lot better if you ask me.  Afterwards dad swaddled me nice and tight in this little hooded blanket and that was a lot more heavenly.  If they try and give me another bath I might just have to pee in the water to get the point across that I am not a fan.  I'll keep you posted on this one.

I'm sure I'll have many more "firsts" in the weeks to come, but these were some of the more memorable ones.