A Pound of Dirt

We took Draidan into the doctor yesterday because he was getting baby acne and red splotches all over his face. The doctor says he is fine but has really sensitive skin. So we can't use any soaps or creams on him. So hopefully we don't become the parents of the stinky kid. He has gained a kilogram in three weeks and now has a triple chin. Which keeps getting rashes because puke manages to get hidden in his fat folds. Jenny is doing well but has a bit of the baby blues. She gets pretty lonely during the day when I am at work. Mike came over again yesterday to keep her company. I told Mike, I will lend him Drai for a day so that he can go pick up women. I have discovered that Drai is a chick magnet. I can't get out of the 7-11 with him without being surrounded by cooing women. So you single guys, go knock up a girl, borrow the baby and get some women.

The cats, who I thought would totally freak out over the baby have been awesome and I think they are more friendly now than they were before. BaoBao never let anyone pet her and would hide under the bed in our room when people came over. Last night, she slept next to Mike and let him pet her for an hour. For those of you that don't know, BaoBao is Jenny's aunt.
I also just read in the newspaper that having pets in the house actually builds the immune system of children. That was good to read because half of the Taiwanese guests that come over tell us we shouldn't have cats around the baby. The article also said that eating dirt is actually good for kids. Which is something my papa Barry used to always say. I guess all the worms in dirt actually help your body immunize itself against future infections.

I was videoing Drai today and managed to capture his first baby babble on film. That is good news as I just read in the "What to Expect in the First Year" book, that babies who babble vowel sounds in the first month tend to be good at language later on in life. A few months from now he will most likely have a bigger vocabulary than Uncle Clay.

Everything else is going well. I have learned that a baby boy is always cocked (pardon the pun) and loaded when changing his diapers. He gets me almost every time and usually manages to pee all over his shirt when I am changing him too. Then he gets this satisfied grin on his face like he is messing with me on purpose. Yesterday, he did it four times.

And Nana finally got to see Drai on Skype today but she didn't have a camera yet. When Papa gets back from Mexico, we will get him on there, too.