Emily is a cutie, two weeks old and she can already turn on the charm. (Charm being defined here as: crying at the top of her lungs because daddy won't breast feed her.)
Had our two week well baby check-up today. I don't know why I say "our" it's not like I have anything to do but stand there. No one's poking me with anything. Emily is packing on the ounces; two more since Friday, she'll be back to her original birth weight by August.