The first scream...
Proof! We birthed a ten pound monster child.
Voila la familia.
You like it? A UFO brought it as a gift.
Carl tries out fatherhood.
El papacito becomes El Abuelo.
What's in a name? Getting the kid's vote on Zepto, Tugrul, Uno, and Sinforoso.
The Zoogle arrives home, unnamed.
Still on birthing adrenaline...
La Abuela and La Tia meet the Zoogle.
A mimosa has never tasted so good. A labor day brunch, courtesy of La Tia.
Not his father's son -- the creature actually likes baths (see photo later on).
Carrying these cheeks is tiring business.
Mother and child, with matching battle marks.
The first outing after the birth: picnicking in the park down the street from our apartment.
Already manifesting hedonistic impulses.
There seems to be a kind of brotherhood among these two.
So this is El Abuelo, eh? Nice arm rest, viejo.
Oh, la vida...
Carl taps into his fatherly instincts.
What's all this fuzzy stuff?
Carl trains the Zoogle for his first 5-day 15 mile a day hike through the Sierras. Scheduled as soon as he turns two.
The child is finally blessed with a name.
We hereby baptize you Benjamin Cosme Toews. And no, the congregation is not laughing at the middle name.
El Padrino y La Madrina. We expect the child's educational check on the 15th of every month.
A turkey was slain to celebrate the baptism and to thank our Pittsburgh friends who organized a massive food brigade during Zoogle's fist week of existence.
The philosophers talk to the theologians, the biologists to the sociologists....
The Dude.
The Skeptic. Andrew claims this is the photo that proves the child is Catalina's.
The Philosopher.
El saaaapito, saaapito de arbol (sung to a merengue rhythm).
El Padrino, assuming his role.
El Abuelo thought he could clean us out in poker.
I will eat you.
What do you do with these things?
Do appreciate the magnitude of these cheeks.
Baby and grandmother bond.
See what I mean about the baths? Note the smile.
Catalina swears she is not sneaking opium into her milk.
Please kid, one more hour of sleep.
Certified. Cutest baby ever. Wardrobe worn by his own mother, courtesy of La Abuela.
Benjamin's first day with a bellybutton. We all gathered around to inspect the work once the cord fell off -- as our friend Alejandra noted, there is nothing worse than a man with an ugly bellybutton.
