Hey guys. Poki here.
I realize I haven't written in a while, so I thought I would fill you in on what's been going on with me since I was born.
First Babushka came to visit. She's my dad's mom. She's really fantastic. She speaks Russian to me, and you know, sometimes I think I understand what she is saying--at least as much as the English I hear.
When I was 9 days old, Granny came to visit. She's my mom's mom. They call her the baby whisperer. She's never met a baby that didn't instantly fall in love with her. She has lots of experience with babies and she says I am the best. I still can't get her to admit that I am the cutest, but she will admit that I am the best behaved, sweetest and most easy-going baby she has ever known.
Let's talk about that. You guys have seen the pictures, but not all of you have seen me in person, so let me just tell you all: I am a good baby. My mom and I work really well together on the eating and sleeping thing. She nurses me about every 2 hours during the day so I will sleep longer at night. It's not easy on her because it means that half of her day is spent nursing. But it works out well because I only get up once in the night to be fed and I usually go right back to sleep after that. On a normal night, she nurses me at 9:00, puts me and herself to bed at 10:00 or 11:00, then I wake up about 3:00 or 4:00 am to eat, go back asleep by 5:30, and then I sleep until 8:00 or 8:30. It's pretty amazing.
Last Wednesday, I went to the doctor for my 2+ week checkup. He said that my personality now is pretty much how it will be. He said that I will only do better and better. He also said that I made a mistake my letting my parents know that I could do things like eat well and sleep for long periods at night. After my exam, he told my parents that I am a perfect baby. Well, duh. I already knew that. But he's a doctor--and you know if he's saying I'm perfect...
Well, that's all for now. I have decided it is time to eat and so I feel like crying rather than writing.
More later...
ps
Enjoy the beauty that is Poki in the latest pictures.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
What's new with me
Poki: Days 9-19
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
More pictures from Babushka. (Daddy's so tired...)
Getting burped. I have these people wrapped around my little finger--they do everything for me.
...Do I need to say anything? I mean, look at me.
Me and Babushka.
On the way to my first doctor's visit. Hey--you can never be too careful in the sun. Plus, I'm bringing back floppy hats.
Me and Tata.
Resting after boxing training.
Screen test for Rocky VI. Check out my intensity.
Me and my dad on Father's Day.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Pictures from Babushka to tide you over...
Seriously people, why are cribs so big?
Still in the hospital. I look so different now.
My mom is puffed up like the Michelin Man after delivery, but I love her anyway.
Me and my Dad. Those hospital room sofas give a guy some serious bed head.
In my "going home" outfit. 
Me and my dad again. Man, did I turn this guy into butter.
Hold your horses!
I know, I know...you all want more pictures of me. I can't blame you--I am one handsome devil. My dad is so tired and trying to get it done, but it is taking some time. Babushka has some good ones that she is going to email to my mom and she will post those in the meantime.
Yesterday was my first trip to the doctor. As expected, she said I am extremely smart, strong, healthy and really just perfect in every way. I am very advanced--way ahead of the other 5 day old babies in the world. My belly button even fell off just three days after I was born and Babushka and Mom saw me roll onto my side by myself on two separate occasions. Yeah, I'm pretty much the strongest baby ever. Who knew my parents would produce such an athletic baby. They thought it was more likely that I would be born with glasses.
I tried really hard last night not to keep my parents up again, and I did very well. They were really proud of me--whatever...it's not like I couldn't do it before, I just didn't want to. But if it makes them happy, I guess I will consider keeping it up. There is a little thing in the world called free will, people. I don't know what it is exactly, because I'm a baby and all, but I think it might apply here.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Poki's Stats and More
So, I guess you can tell by now that I have been born. The world is pretty cool, but I'm not going to lie, I'm still adjusting. I'm home now from the hospital so I thought I would let you guys know a more little about myself to go along with the pictures my dad put up--and don't worry, he's going to put up more soon. If I do say so myself, I get cuter every day.
So my name is Carson Atticus (named after my great grandfather and some guy from a book) and I was born on June 11th at 1:11 am. I weighed 8 lbs 8 oz when I was born. (Can you tell that I like double digits?) Oh, and I was 20 1/2 inches long--23 1/2 when I point my toes (I have some seriously big feet).
What else?...My likes and dislikes... The standard stuff: I like boobs and dislike dirty diapers. And I love to snuggle. In fact, if anyone if checking out the time of this post, I like to snuggle so much that tonight I decided to only stay calm and sleep if my mom held me. It's my first night home and my mom's first all-nighter. It's cool though--Babushka and Dad will keep me company while she sleeps tomorrow.
So that's about all. I'm no longer a fetus, but I am still a lady killer. Even more so now, actually. I mean, I did get my mom to stay up with me all night, didn't I?
Monday, June 11, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Today or tomorrow...
My mom is in labor. They tell me I will come today or tomorrow. I thought I would show some pictures of what I have to come home to.
This is my bed in my very own room! They put it together yesterday--yeah, that's right! Good timing, huh?
This is Penguin and Moxy. They are patiently waiting for me to come home.
Monday, June 4, 2007
A new crib where my crib will be...
Sorry I haven't written in so long. My dad and mom moved this weekend to my new house. It's really nice and they are really happy. I'll put up some pictures as soon as their lazy butts unpack.
Friday, June 1, 2007
Look at me! I'm a big boy!
This is a picture of my mom and dad at a Memorial Day BBQ at my friends' house.
