Hashem tells us that on the 7th day, we should rest. As for the 8th day, it's back to business, and on Elijah's 8th day that meant his Bris. Happily, both Elijah and Mom came through just fine.
Jacob still loves his little brother, though it doesn't stop him from telling mommy to "Put Elijah in the basket" when the little guy is nursing. When told that his little brother needs to nurse because he is hungry, Jacob, rarely at a loss for words replies "He's not hungry".
Elijah saw his Pediatrician on Friday, and has officially crossed the 7 pound mark. At this rate he'll outweight his dad around the time he turns 16 (which is a fair bet in my opinion).
It was awesome to have Aunt Eva and Poppa in town!
Mmm-Mmm thanks to the Minks for the delicious spread at the Bris.
More Mmm-mmm thanks to Eva for the S&S Cheesecakes. Too bad we forgot to set them out at the bris ;)
Double-extra-awesome thanks to Nanna for making Elijah's first week so much more enjoyable and less harried than I thought possible. Between watching the baby, entertaining Jacob, washing dishes, folding laundry and the thousand other things you've done that have gone unnoticed - I don't know what we would have done without you?
