I don't recall delivering another baby on John's birthday, but the likeness is uncanny, no? Here he is pictured wearing a gift from Grama Altman, a camo-inspired swaddler which essentially calms a newborn the farg down as it reminds them of the close and comfy quarters in the womb before their violent eviction. Too much exposed space in their new orbit freaks them out, and they whack themselves in the face and wake themselves up. 'Round these parts, we call the swaddle "fabric jail." Sometimes John fights getting in to (and out of) fabric jail, but he likes it. And since he's discovered his hands and the joy of sucking them over the past week, he's not punching himself in the grill as much, which is good. I guess?He's also smiling a lot, cooing and gurgling lots of important things.
I spent a few weeks with the Family Altman in MA where I arrived with a wee baby, and I've come back to NYC with a little boy. Who happens to look exactly like a Fisher Price Little People person. But is bigger, warmer, softer, and wigglier. And louder. And more expensive.