Ziyan is eight weeks old today. He's got great head control, has started trying to put pressure on his legs and still has a baby smell but it might be more Crayola than newborn. Most importantly, he's survived his two slightly wild older siblings and remains a relaxed little guy. Sam and I (and Julie!) had our first outting yesterday to go see Ghostbusters and Joe Joe watched the baby for 3.5 hours. Joe's only complaint was that Ziyan never woke up. This is one sweet wise little soul.