After 36 hours in the hospital, we left with a real live baby! (Why, oh why, did I buy an actual ‘newborn’ onesie? I should know better; he’s already muscling through it!)

Some people sip hot chocolate, Meryl prefers to sip ketchup. Regardless, Shake Shack take-out at home tasted pretty good.

Grandpa is in heaven seeing Meryl more often. And, I’m still pregnant.

Turns out, inviting people over doesn’t initiate labor either! Allison and Caleb dropped by this afternoon for a visit, and Laurel was all too willing to read books:)

Still pregnant! Due date is today. No signs of any progress. Frank and I are headed to the Canlis bar.

We bought a lot of them:)

Meryl can now reach the counter! First up, roasted Brussels sprouts with a side of gummy vitamins.

Deliciousness for Lummi.

 Heart has a healthy beat, and it appears that I’m providing too comfortable of a home. Plotting my eviction notice.

Channelling Christina Tosi as our little Milkbar hardbody. All the treats and sweets!