Pookie #11

When I was at school, a friend and I came up with a nickname for all the little ones in our lives - they are our "pookies". When the phrase was coined, I had just one pookie and on Feb 2 Pookie #11 made his grand entrance into this world and I got to spend a few hours with him this weekend.

At just four days old, he seems to be very mild mannered. I only heard him cry once while I was there. He has really long graceful fingers and is already working on an excellent coping mechanism. When there is a lot going on around him or when his aunt was trying to take a picture, he would simply close his eyes. It's a gift I think we'd all like to master.

He certainly isn't hurting for people who are willing to hold him. He's got four older siblings who are so excited to see him, hold him and coo at him and will undoubtedly teach him all sorts of great things.

We gave him a little sponge bath. He was not a fan of going nature-boy. This one prefers his clothes on. And here he is, all clean and happy.

And this is my favorite picture of all...rock on my friend, rock on! :)