Bubba

My sister-in-law Becky (and my brother Warren) welcomed a new addition to their family on Wednesday. His name is Daniel Floyd Haws... But we all call him Bubba. I dubbed him "Bubba" over Christmas break when I got tired of calling him "The Baby". I already call Jenny's youngest "The Baby" instead of his proper name, so having two "the babies" was a bit too much work. It was supposed to be my Christmas break after all.



I give all of my niblets nicknames, but I didn't necessarily mean for Bubba to stick... but it has. His two older sisters refuse to acknowledge their brother by any name other than Baby Bubba. Yes, Jenny, I know you warned me. You were right.



But so was I. Daniel is totally a Bubba. And he doesn't seem to have a problem with the nickname at all. See...

Things Bubba does have a problem with... flash photography, having his ears rubbed, not being completely swaddled in his blankets, and having people touch his chins. Yes, chins. The kid was almost 10 pounds. Bubba indeed.

Isn't he sweet?

This photo is for his Aunt Jenny. Not being able to come up to Idaho and see Bubba while he is nice and new and squishy is killing her. I thought a nice baby toe shot might ease the pain some.

about thirty seconds into my visit, I decided that I like Bubba a lot.

About three hours into my visit, Bubba decided that my camera and I were just a bit annoying. But don't worry, he'll come around as soon as he is old enough to participate in gummy runs and swimming afternoons.

Someone he doesn't find annoying is his Momma. Bubba likes his Momma a whole lot. Becky has had a rough couple of days, but I am pretty sure that she adores him anyway. See that tag on his belly button? That is his GPS thingy. Bubba is my first niblet to come fully loaded with baby LoJack. Infants are so high-tech these days.

I am going to spend the rest of the weekend adoring him, and then I will post the video and photos from our faculty air band performance from today's assembly.
Welcome to the family, Bubba!