babies and blackholes: two things that warp time

isaac turns four weeks tomorrow, and although it seems like he has been around forever, it also is crazy to think that it has already been that long. everybody tells us the 6 week mark is when things tend to settle down a bit and get better, so if that is true, we are two thirds of the way there.

as proud as i am of my son's gas, it has been a bit of a burden lately, keeping him (and of course annie) up for a good part of both the night and the day. yesterday morning she rolled over and told me that he had been up from 2am-6am. annie has been the example of strength and patience throughout this whole thing, so when she told me "i can't do this today", i immediately called for reinforcements. grandma jan was more than willing to skip church to come hang out with him, and he was more than happy to have her, as she has an uncanny ability to calm him when he is screaming and enjoy him while he is awake.

to say thanks to all the grandparents for grandparents day, isaac made them all cards with this footprints on them, with a little help from mom and dad of course. actually, he probably would have been better off on his own; annie and i laughed hysterically as we made a total mess of the ink, and every time we went to stamp his foot, he would move it at the last second, so we would end up with a blurry footprint.

as you can see, isaac continues to grow at a rapid rate. we go back to the doctor friday and we are rooting to break the 8 pound mark. annie's sister allison has nicknamed him chunk, but he has yet to master the truffle shuffle. he continues to love the nightly baths that mom gives him, just hanging out under the faucet, releasing gas, and ch-ch-ch-chillin.

grandpa alan has been officially dubbed the baby whisperer, able to soothe using his strong mental telepathy. he and grandma chris brought us dinner tonight, kept us company and tried to help isaac get his gas out. we will resort most anything, short of grabbing him by his feet and giving him a helicopter ride.

his eyes continue to get lighter, and he is going through his baby acne stage, which is mercifully much shorter than the adolescent acne stage. we are trying to cherish each moment that we have with him, especially since he continues to change so rapidly. it is just a little tougher when he is screaming at you with gas pain.