

I learned in my
forensic anthropology class that there dominate and recessive genes and you line them up in a box and you can predict what genes will overrule. Well, my genes lost. Van looks like Mike and Casey looks like Van. But they both make the same facial movements like my Dad, the same rooster pout my Dad uses as a smile the boys use to show that they are a bit upset.
Van has been adjusting fairly well. He has an interest in Casey and I think understands that there are some boundaries. He has been pretty occupied with my parents being here to lend a hand and Mike just started back at work today.
Casey has been doing the baby thing sleeping, eating and pooping. The first night at home was a bit hard, the last two night he's been better at letting us sleep a bit better between feedings.
I am doing better, dreading a bit the day I do not have any help and I have to figure out things on my own. Van has been proud of being a big boy and being able to help and do big boy things, I hope this keeps up.