We were thrilled to finally get Lincoln home last Monday. He has wires hanging out of him attached to a machine that monitors his heart rate and breathing, but at least he’s home. He also has to take a squirt of caffeine every day. I’m pretty sure he just has to be weaned off Steph’s Dunkin Donuts iced coffee habit.
Eliza is thrilled to be a big sister, and I’m pretty sure she will be able to babysit him by the time she turns 3.
