Max had his first office visit with Dr. Levy today. He's doing well -- he's already grown to 8 pounds 3 ounces and 21 inches. The nurse observed that he was very alert compared to what they usually see in newborns. That's our baby -- always watching, always judging.

It also turns out Max broke his clavicle while being born, but that is apparently nothing to worry about -- it is not uncommon, has already healed up, and will actually be stronger in the long run for it. No vaccinations this time but they'll start when he goes back for his six-week checkup in early January.

When we got home, he was still sacked out in the car seat, so we strapped him into the Graco stroller frame and went for our first walk, to the local Starbucks and back. He stayed asleep the whole walk, thankfully.

Also check out his cute outfit today, especially the awesome sneaker-patterned socks from Trumpette. Thanks to my brother Adam and his girlfriend Marisa for giving us 6 pairs of these in various colors, so he'll always be coordinated. These stay on his feet much better than others we have tried so far, highly recommended. Also this is Max's first dinosaur onesie (a Stegosaurus for those of you playing the home game). Babies can never have enough dinosaurs. Or monkeys.

And finally, your moment of zen:
Yo, baby gangsta. Big night at da club. That pacifier is hooked up to my bottle of Courvoisier, yo.