A brand new baby boy, all wrinkly and pink, quiverying in an unnerving way, purple and pink and splotchy, all covered in cottage cheese, with his little peanut penis that is going to get him in so much trouble...cover that up, will ya? That little baby boy is alive and has ancient instincts about fear and safety and sheer mortal terror. It's all in the mix!

Taking that little baby boy ...or girl... home and terrifying it with drywall punching or sudden fits of rage that are never explained to anyone or even just sneers of disgust every now and then ...doing that is a good way to make baby a neurotic mess instead of a happy, reasonable person.

Don't do that.