Emmett came home yesterday, auspiciously on Friday the thirteenth. Westi sounded on cloud nine last night, wearing her son on her chest in a snuggly as she went about normal every day, household business. This is Mike and Westi’s first chance to be at home as a family with at least one of their babies. I wonder how much sleep they got last night?

Grandma Laura is counting the hours until she gets to babysit. Grow Gracie, grow…. you’re up next!