Rex is rarely awake, so anytime he opens his eyes I reach for the closest camera I can find (usually my cell phone...which explains the bad resolution and lighting, sorry!). Here are a few shots of the handsome little devil:



Yes, yes...that is a nightgown, but I swear it's a boy nightgown (what!?). Despite the problems that may arise down the road involving Rex's sense of gender identity, the boy nightgowns make 3 a.m. diaper changes much easier on mom (try snapping up a sleeper in a dark room without contacts in).

Obviously, Rex is not starving. Some of his newborn clothes are already tight around his tummy and he's only three weeks old. His cheeks are even more kissable and squishable (Amber and Karli's preferred method of displaying affection) than they were a just a week ago. Rex has been a joy and we really like having another male in the house. He only cries when he's hungry and he's been smiling a lot (o.k., fine, it's a polite way to say he has gas a lot). We love him!