Huxley Stephen, five days old, how do you like the world so far?

Hux really likes to sleep.

Hux had his first trip to the doctor on Friday and everything looks good. Thursday night he was awake a lot, so the doctor suggested that Katherine and Gabe try to limit his naps to no longer than two hours at a time. But keeping the little guy awake when he wants to sleep is kind of a challenge.

Gabe says Hux is like his very own TV - he just likes gazing at his face for hours on end and just holding the little guy in his arms. We all know that better than most, Gabe has maintained his child-like wonder and enthusiasm for life, so Gabe is kind of like a kid on Christmas morning who got the toy he wanted so badly and can hardly believe the wish came true.

Katherine's kisses keep coming too. She said that is one thing Hux will never lack - kisses from his Mom.

I got to read him his first books on Friday too - One is called On the Day You Were Born by Debra Frasier, and the other is On the Night You Were Born by Nancy Tillman.
A favorite line from the second book: "On the night you were born, the moon smiled with such wonder that the stars peeked in to see you and the night wind whispered, 'Life will never be the same.' Because there had never been anyone like you... ever in the world." When I was reading to him, Hux looked at the pictures and paid close attention. I know he loved hearing the stories.

Carrie came by to meet Hux. All of Katherine and Gabe's friends have been stopping by to meet Huxley 

Saturday morning Hux met his Grandpa Stephen through a video chat.

Hux is most content when his Mom is nearby.

After a lot of fun with Mom and Dad during the day,  Hux slept better Friday night.

When Gabe is trying to keep Hux awake, he tells him about all the fun things they will do together - skiing, and riding bikes and discovering the world. These comments reminded me of the old Streisand song addressed to a four day old baby asking how she likes the world so far. So here is a variation on the theme:

Huxley Stephen, five days old, how do you like the world so far?
Huxley Stephen, five days old, what a lucky, lucky, lucky little boy you are.
For you have mountains to ski on,
swings to be swung on, bikes to be riding on,
trees to climb on.
You have days to be young on, nights to sleep on, toys you can wind up,
grass to be lying on, books to be read, and stars when you look up.
You have the sun shining, and wind in your hair,
slides to be sliding on, dancing leaves in the air,
dogs to be caring for, love to be giving,
dreams to be daring for long as you are living.
Huxley Stephen, what a lucky, lucky, lucky little boy you are.