Isaac had his two month pedi check up. Dr. Fuedo said he was looking good. He was all above average in weight, height, and head size (91% in head size, which prompted her to turn to me and say: "Well you have a big head." Oh if she only knew how many people agreed with her in more ways than one). He weighed in at 13 pounds 8.5 ounces. He was 23 1/2 inches long.

Then he got his shots. Oh man that was awful. REALLY awful. He let out a terrified shriek. If it was not for the fact that this is an absolutely essential thing to do for kids, we would not have done it. Fortunately, he seemed to take them well. He fell asleep for about an hour and then woke up, ate, played and then went down for a nap, which is his normal schedule. I am posting this during the nap, so we have our fingers crossed hoping that he does this well going forward.

So Nanna, G-Daddy (which appears to have stuck), Aunt Monica, and Uncle Rob all flew in for Isaac's baptism, though it was meet and get for Monica and Rob and Isaac. It was a bustling couple of days with a trip to Logan almost every day, but it was really nice. On Saturday Bianca made her world-famous (or soon to be) Crunchy Guacamole from (a recipe she reverse engineered from a great Worcester restaurant Mezcal). We also had fajitas and they were delicious. Everyone sitting around the table, talking and laughing with people taking turns carrying Isaac. It was one of the best moments you can have. It helped that Isaac was an angel the entire dinner. For about 30-40 minutes he just sat in his crib and Boppy and watched everyone.

We also showed Rob and Monica a video on being godparents. Here it is:



After that we had the Baptism at Our Lady of the Lake. The parish was incredibly welcoming and Isaac did okay. Not great, but decent. The mass went on, and as they normally do, kids go to a separate place and do church stuff. They rejoin the parish about twenty minutes later. As they did, one cute as a button little girl, probably no older than 8, came by and said "Welcome" to Isaac. It was super sweet. Here is a picture from the ceremony (with many more in the Flickr August file):



When we went to the orientation, the lady said she could reserve a pew for us. Both Bianca and I laughed. She then asked how many people would be there and we told her around 30-35. Then she laughed. Well, we were right. Bianca's amazing family, all of them (except for Anthony, who was out getting a tattoo, just kidding) were there.

After that we came back to the house and had a party. It was a combined Birthday Party for Monica and a party for Isaac. Here is how Bianca gracefully merged the two in one cake:



How's that for clever?

Domenic and I noticed that we both shopped at the "I'm a Dad and don't care about my clothes anymore" store as seen here:



I think I always shopped there. Now I have a legitimate excuse.

Once the party ended we did some quiet time with Isaac. Here is Auntie Monica and Isaac becoming BFFs:



Isaac did wake up in time for a dance party with all the Sculimbrenes present. Here is the video of the dance party:



Then, Rob decided to help out with Dance Party. I wonder if any of the folks at Microsoft know that he is THIS good a dancer. Well, here you go MS folks:



Rob is holding him as if he were made of nitroglycerin.

It was sad when everyone went home, but we were all glad they could come. It was incredibly awesome to share my son with my sister and her husband. She was my best friend (through the fights) for 20 years and now she got to meet my newest best friend.

The first is "The Ode to Chubby Bubby." I imagine that it is sung by Ralph Stanley, with the humorous lyrics providing a "chocolate covered pretzel" contrasting-flavors feel with his famous "high lonesome" sound.

Oh Chubby Bubby,
You're so lovely.

You've got pieces in your creases.

You've got fat on your back.

You've got moobies from drinkin' boobies.

You've got tinkles in your wrinkles.

You make mustard when you're flustered.

Your thighs are on the rise.

Oh Chubby Bubby,
You're so lovely.

Good think he doesn't understand language yet. We made this ballad up today, while sitting on the front steps.

And then the hit at 53 Hancock St. for the past month and half: "I'm the Cutest Kid."

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

I look good in everything,
including stuff that's green.

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

Even though I am chubby
when I used to be lean.

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

Because I am really good,
and never, ever mean.

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

Because my Mom and Dad
try to keep me extra clean.

I'm the Cutest Kid
you have ever seen.

And that is all we have now. Hopefully, sometime down the line we can get them recorded and put up a video.

Addendum to Ode to Chubby Bubby:

You've got chins down to your shins.

Your cheeks are mountain peaks.