He peed on me anyway, today. "Oh, Flynn," I said helplessly.
He's eating more and more, and that's his only hurdle. He's overcoming it with grace, and weighs over eight pounds now. We are so close . . .
Sparrow got to see him through the NICU door today, and was excited up until the point she saw him, then became doubtful. But later she said, "I want to play with him." so all is well, I guess. I suppose she was suddenly struck with the thought, "oh, he DOES exist, after all!"
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