Momma and baby came home today. The kitties weren't thrilled, but as expected, Vivienne wants to be relatively near the baby, and Lucy hasn't been seen since we walked in the door.
He's eating--and pooping--well, gets good sleep (so far), and scares the bejeezus out of us. Just the same, he makes me about the proudest guy in the world.
I love my little boy. I love my darling Amanda, too, but she already knows that. :)