*At 6 weeks his social smile emerged, although he's being stingy with the laugh despite my best efforts at identifying his most ticklish spots. His best smiles are still when he's dozing off as depicted here:
*At 7 weeks he decided to sleep through the night, a feat for which I can take NO credit. I, of course, didn't sleep a wink because I was sure something was terribly wrong with him when he didn't wake up screaming 2 hours after falling asleep. Somehow he was undisturbed by my compulsive checking which consisted of opening the door in a most stealth-like manner, tiptoeing into the room and hovering over his bed trying to detect the rise and fall of his chest. As it turns out, it's hard to detect such minute motion when it's pitch black! Night vision goggles would've been useful. Needless to say, he woke up refreshed and rested the next morning...I was a wreck.
*At 8 weeks he discovered that his fingers are more fun to suck than some lousy pacifier. I know mom, I've been warned and your words, "it's a heck of a lot easier to take away a pacifier than an appendage" resonate in my head each time I hear him chomping away at his fingers. You have every right to say, "I told you so" when he's 16, still sucking his thumb, and nicknamed "buck" (and we're broke from the orthodontia expenses).
Here he is trying to figure things out:
Ah, the sweet taste of success:
*At 10 weeks, his parents made one final attempt at taming his luscious locks. As you can see from the following picture, our efforts were futile and will not be attempted again in the near future.
*Believe it or not, I have actually dressed him in something other than pj's once or twice in his two months of life. I just don't have any pictures to prove it.