No tubes or wires! We got to take off his apnea monitor last week just before our trip for his surgery, and now with his feeding tube gone from his nose, when he's dressed with his g-tube covered up he looks like a "normal" baby! But we know that he's anything but "normal", of course - we think he is well above average on the cuteness, sweetness, chubbyness scales, and he's the most darling baby brother we could ever imagine. I LOVE getting to pick him up however I want without fearing that I'll tangle his wires or pull something off of him or set off a false alarm.
And now that he doesn't have wires and tubes coming off of him he's getting to have more playtime with the girls. Elsa's had fun "teaching" him how to hold toys:
And here I was told that Oliver was the Pirate Captain and they were hiding their treasure in the treasure box/mailbox. It looks like he's already learned to delegate and let the swabbies do the work for him.
Then he must have had a change of heart and repented of his pirating days because Elsa started calling him the "littlest angel ever."
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