We are doing great, though neither the BHE or I seem to be able to remember our son's name. The BHE keeps calling him Edward by mistake, and I am fond of Yertle (as in, The Turtle). There is also Mad Man, Eddie J, and Boobie Monster. Some day I hope to remember that we named him Edwin and that we obsessed for months and months choosing that name and address him appropriately. Until then, I think he kind of looks like Yertle, don't you?
We took him to the pediatrician yesterday, where he crapped all over the nurse, after also peeing all over her as well. She remarked that in her 14 years on the job, it is rare that a baby gets her with exploding crap, and that Edwin sure is fast. Yes, that's our Fast Eddie. You gotta wake up pretty early to avoid being crapped on.
Either way, we'll keep him.