Gabe’s First Bath

Gabe’s belly button has fully healed into a little smile, and he’s had some up-to-his-waist-in-poo diapers, so he had his first tub bath yesterday.

The modest picture:




The less modest picture, with his daddy:




Chris did a marvelous job of getting him clean and sparkly - even the armpits, which apparently I hadn't cleaned well in his last two sponge-baths, because they smelled like toe-jam.

Gabe is three weeks old today. He is getting the hang of focusing his gaze on people and things now. His favorite subjects: mommy and daddy, and the nifty mobile over his changing table that was a gift from one of my coworkers. (Thanks Erik!)

When Gabe is awake and not crying, he makes the most amazing little sounds. They aren't cooing sounds just yet, though every so often he will make some surprising exclamation of a single vowel, as if by mistake. ("Ah!") Mom call the little chirps and sucking noises "puppy sounds". For some reason, I can't stop thinking they are the sounds a small baby dinosaur would make.