On to new business. AJ's about 5 weeks old now and weighs 10 pounds. He eats like a champ and lately it seems as if his cheeks have gotten so big that they're actually forcing his eyes to shut. Everyone who sees him says he looks just like me, but I'm not so sure. You'll have to judge for yourself. If you ask Madison who he looks like, she'll probably proclaim in a high voice "He's sooo cuuuute!" Heh.
Other than sleeping more often than Madison ever did, AJ has a really bad gas problem. He'll be fine and then suddenly he starts grunting so loud it seems that he's trying to push a coconut out of his butt. This will go on for several minutes until he finally unleashes a symphony of farts in various keys. This is followed by a huge sigh of both relief and satisfaction. When I push lightly on his stomach and bring his legs towards his body, I can make different sounds come out of his butt. He's like a human instrument. I shouldn't find so much humor in it though, as it probably isn't the most comfortable thing for AJ. The one I really feel bad for though, is Tina.
There are times in the middle of the night when Tina will be nursing the baby in bed. On one side of her is AJ and on the other side, me. There have been several nights where she is getting bombarded with gas from both sides of the bed, and she can do nothing but close her eyes and hold her breath. Occasionally I'll be alert enough to hear her utter things like "You're SO your father's son" to AJ. Sometimes she'll just say "Dear God!" and use a pillow to fan away the rancid smells. Poor girl.
And with that, I'm gonna go take some Beano and create a symphony with AJ.
