Lucas Camilo

It feels like only yesterday that we were blogging about Lucas hitting the 5 pound mark… in fact it was more than 3 months ago, but yesterday he officially hit TEN pounds, or 4550 grams, and what a difference doubling your weight can make!  We gave him a bath last night in the little pink tub we brought home from the hospital and he barely fits.  Meanwhile he’s wearing cloths that say “3-6 months” on the tag instead of “preemie-small” (which is where he started out).   And if you could just see the chunkiness in his thighs!

Speaking of baths, Lucas had quite an episode at the completion of last nights satisfying soak.  After Krista rinsed Lucas off, Burke picked him up, rolled him up in a towel, and tempted fate by seating the little guy on his lap without a diaper.  For a while all was merry as Krista straightened up his crib and prepared the scale.  In the end, though, Burke’s roll of the dice proved disastrous: suddenly Lucas’s face contorted, his rear end started to rumble, and out came a giant diarrhea right in daddy’s lap.  Burke managed to slip part of the towel under him in time, but Krista was no help, cracking up uncontrollably on the other side of the room.  Lucas’s present to his parents, perhaps…

Finally, there’s a new stuffed animal in town who Lucas has taken quite a fancy to.  His name is Jesus (the Spanish pronunciation, i.e. “Hey-sous”) and he was so named since Lucas first laid eyes on him during Christmas day.  He’s a goat with lots of long limbs that are the perfect size for sucking and gripping, and Lucas makes googly eyes every time the two lay across from each other in the crib.  We think that he’s excited to have someone his length around to play with.