So this post is long overdue... sorry. Nate had his bris on February 10, 2008. It was a trying day for all of us although Nate came through it like a champ, barely crying (which was good because I was bawling my eyes out. I am his mother after all and I don't actually believe in circumcision, but that is a discussion for another time).
The mohel we had was fantastic. Not only was he fast (very important in a mohel) but he injected humor into what is at best an uncomfortable situation for everyone attending. If you ever need to have some surgery performed in a living room on a card table I highly recommend Cantor K.
Actually, the circumcision is only half of the ceremony, the other half is giving the baby a name. Nathan Elliott is named after Jon's grandfather Norman who died before he was born and my sister Ellen who died at birth. It is our hope that Nate will get the best qualities of both Norman and Ellen
Although we didn't take any pictures that day, here is a picture of Nate's first yarmulke. It is blue suede with stars and Nate's Hebrew name, Natan, on it.