Beefcake!

Our little boy is bulking up. Oscar gained five ounces last week, weighing in at 8 pounds, 7 ounces. As newborns are expected to gain a half-ounce to an ounce a day, that’s a perfectly respectable showing. Moreover, he’s mastered the breast, having kicked the “nipple sombrero (Oh, don’t ask)” last week to take the teat unassisted. TMI, maybe, but his pediatrician was impressed, and we were greatly relieved after last week’s less-than-stellar weight gain.

Bulking is taxing. Here, he’s lapsed into a hindmilk coma after a good long feeding.

People are coming from all over the place to see him. In addition to the local crowd, his great aunts Karen and Bonnie came down from Groton, Mass., while aunt Amy came up from D.C. Uncle Andrew, great aunt Peggy (below) and great grandma Ruth all flew out from California.

Today, he's receiving visitors all the way from Paris (France, not Texas)! He's an international sensation. Later in the week, more Cuh-lee-forn-yans, and possibly even a delegate or two from the Czech Republic.