Joshua's still here. He's still not eating really well - but between dribbling it in and an eye dropper we've managed to give him about 6oz.
Thank you for your overwhelming response to yesterday's post. One of these days - like when I'm 60 and have time on my hands - I'll compile all those comments into Joshua's scrapbook. There are so many I'm tired just thinking about it! :)
His head looks bruised now because the pressure is pushing his veins to the surface.
This was taken yesterday afternoon - hanging out in the morning sun.
His new hat requires its own post... but what does it remind you of?
Aunt Carol - we found a way for him to enjoy you (enormous) blanket! It's his coffee table mattress (complete with travel pillow/beanbag tht contours to his head! Oh the ingenuity...
He does that one-eye-open thing a lot, as if to say, "I don't know about you all...I might not come out and play!"
That (blue?!?!) sweatsuit is what Oceana wore home from the hospital. Daddy picked it out - and insisted on it. I had to give in because the pink one was too lightweight for mid-April in New York tw years ago. I thought it was a good idea to let a BOY wear the BOY clothes. I only had to pin the pants 3" slimmer. Good grief! I'd gladly share my tummy flub with Joshua so we could both fit in our clothes!
XO to all.
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