All Boys Home

Now we truly are 5boys and a girl. Max is a toddler in all its glory and all boy. He rushes around trying every door, cabinet, looking at every toy, room, the pool (what is that????), outside, the sun palm trees, grass, food... OMG look at all that food. The other boys are sick or getting there. Abby, my niece who stayed with the boys at home, has held up but it appears she is getting sick as well. Jesse immediately takes to Max but there is also an immediate power struggle... uh oh. Those older brothers can be soooooo bossy.

It takes about 2 days before Max realizes that "Niky" is his old crib mate. After looking at a book I had made with pictures of the boys, all at the BabyHouse and their journeys home, he is suddenly smiling and gives Niky a big hug saying, very clearly... "Nikita."

I cry. The scene is so Kodak, so Speilberg, so Lifetime TV.

We spend the next 10 days at home, except for doctors. The crud runs through the entire family and then repeats. Isn't that life with kids?