(Better late than never, right?)
1. After a rocky start on Monday, come Tuesday, my boy was talkative and giggly and affectionate. And so adorable that I wanted to eat him up with a spoon. If every day was like this with my Mister, I'd have nothing fun to blog about because it would be all "my kid is perfect and life is perfect and blabbity-bla-bla-bla" and that would get pretty old (for yall) pretty fast.
2. Miss Vivian no longer has a horn. Oh, what? I forgot to mention that she ever had a horn, you say? Well, pardon me, but I didn't think the proper way to introduce my beautiful new daughter was to say "hello! Vivian's here! And she's got a skin tag growth thingy in front of her right ear that looks sort of like a teeny tiny alien antennae!" Much as I hated to kick off the superficial feminine quest for cosmetic perfection at age 3 weeks, I knew if we left the skin tag in place, she'd hate us when she was 16 and spending an hour before school hair spraying her hair to cover her right ear. So off to the dermatologist we went, and in five minutes, she was horn-free. She'll have to wear a bandage for a few weeks, but she doesn't seem too stressed over it.
Because I know you'll be wondering what this thing looked like, here's a picture where you can kind of see it. (And I do so love this memory of Miss V napping with her Grandpa, so really, it's just a convenient excuse to post this picture.)