Paden has surpassed his two week birthday and Forrest and I have survived thus far. I think we are pleasantly surprised at how we have eased into it, yet always cautious that the "easiness" may end at any moment. He continues to be a good eater, a good sleeper, and all around a joy for us to know.
I have taken to affectionately calling Paden "the little pisser" as he frequently catches Forrest off guard during diaper changes. I too have had my share - while at a nice Sunday brunch yesterday, Paden managed to pee all over my skirt and then proceeded to spit up down my shirt.
Here is a quick rundown of what we have been up to:
When Paden was six days old, we rested in Sax Pointe Park in Victoria, BC and watched the cruise ships come and go.
At nine days old we packed up and made the trip back to Port Townsend. Paden's first international travel - we didn't even have his birth certificate yet - just paperwork from the hospital for our little Canadian. Apparently, his baby blues did the trick on the homeland security agents and we were able to cross without issue.
Oh sweet sleep....you are precious to us. 
On day thirteen, Forrest, Paden, and I went to the farmer's market and then Paden and I laid in the sun and watched Forrest play tennis for the first time in months!
On day fourteen we took a beautiful walk down to the beach at Fort Worden. We are house-sitting right across the street from the Fort which is a fantastic location for recreation. Paden and I met up with our best friends in PT - Pete and Jocelyn Davis. The Davis's have new grandbabies as well, including a little boy born just a week after Paden. We expect they will be fast friends in the future.
