It looks like we've officially survived the first three weeks.  At Buster's two week appointment he weighed 8 lbs. 9 oz. and measured 22 inches.  We are well on our way to making him "chubby" by the time I go back to work.  We've all been adjusting to the sleepless nights that go hand-in-hand with a newborn.  Dan doesn't have to get up with him, but he does stay up late to help out and get up early to go to work.  I'm still mastering the art of changing a boy's diaper.  Completely different from Little H, I must say.  I've gotten better, though, and Buster hasn't peed in his mouth since the first week.  (Yay for small victories!)  I can't say that I've become any more fond of nursing since Little H, though it is getting better.  (For pictures of me overcoming that challenge, you can check out my Facebook Page...not really).

Little H seems to be more accepting of our new addition.  This week was definitely better than the last.  One great milestone on how well she's doing became evident when I was reading one of her books to her before bedtime.  She has a habit of assigning family members to the characters in her books as we read them and thus far had not included Buster.  However, she informed me the other night that Buster could be the mushroom in this particular story.  Funny that Casey the Dog has still not been bumped.  Oh, well.  It's progress.