Dad/David finally made it home. Well, as I write this, he's been home for almost two months, but we have a LOT of pictures to catch you up on.
Last time David got to feed Marshall, he was in the NICU with electrodes stuck to his chest, alarms going off if they came loose and we were in a tiny little cubicle (number 23, David always likes to point out!).
What a change several months brings! This time, instead of having to wrestle with wires and IVs, keep his tiny head supported and wake him to drink his milk, David just handed Marshall his bottle and he grabbed it gulped it down!

Ok, so that is a slight exagerration. Still, I had no idea that Marshall could hold a bottle for himself. While David was feeding him for the first time, he let Marshall hold onto it and do most of the work himself. Sure surprised me!
How does this thing work?
Oh, the milk comes out here. OK, Dad, you just hold up the back end and I'll do the rest. I'm SO big now!
I got it. Now, you just relax, Dad, and have a root beer with Grandpa Tom.
Later, McKenna got in on the act. She's had lots of practice feeding Baby Doll so she seems to be a natural at this. Still, it is a good thing Uncle David is there to lend a hand.

One last afternoon of playtime for the cousins before Marshall heads south for a awhile.

More SOON.....