Candidate for a Pulitzer

Ooh, we almost forgot. During an emergency in-car feeding in Banff, Emmett's dad happens to have his cell phone camera at the ready and with only a split-second warning, achieves photographic near-brilliance.

Another rack of firsts

As she watched Emmett's dad successfully deliver the first bottle feeding, Emmett's mom pumped her arms triumphantly skyward, danced a dance of joy, and screamed from the balcony, "SWEET FREEDOM!"

Emmett also got his first look at a real, live uncle. Uncle John stopped in to meet his new nephew en route to a conference on the west coast.

And, perhaps most importantly, Emmett acknowledged for the first time -- amid an awesome case of the hiccups -- that the shoes do, in fact, make the man.

Milk coma.

Also known as milk drunk, milk plastered, milk sloshed, and milk passed-out. Strange phenomenon that seems to manifest in newborn babies after they've done a few too many shots of mom's milk. I'd never heard of it, but now we see it immediately after most of Emmett's feedings. And boy, is it ever funny.













Oh yeah, today was also Auntie Clare's last day running interference for Emmett's parents (we love you, Auntie Clare!), and Emmett's first bath at home. A.J. the doula showed us how to get 'er done in the kitchen sink.