Chas and Mom after bathtime.

Bath time use to be one of the biggest tasks with this young man. You not only prepared yourself physically, but mentally. The sweet little man would scream at the top of his lungs. You almost felt bad washing him. You just never know what hurts. It's not like they can tell you. But after many more attempts, and a regular routine of bath times. He has come along way. I almost think that he looks forward to them. As soon as you get the diaper off of his little biscuits, he's balled in a ball trying to eat his toes. It's like carrying a rollie pollie to the tub.

Chas, as of three weeks ago, is 27 inches long and 17lbs 8oz. As you can tell, he's going to be a big boy like his father.