On February 18, 2009 at 7:31 pm, Tim and I said hello to our new son, Conor. He weighed 8 lbs. 4 oz. and measured 20 inches long. He is the cutest thing on the face of the earth (I think that the dog now knows she has to share the top spot, if not give it up!). Bailey is adjusting well, we think. She seems to do a lot more listening and observing of the new sounds that Conor brings to the house. Surprisingly, Conor and the Paddington (the prairie dog) share a few sounds of their own (lots of wimper type things). However, we have not noticed them communicating yet. Cole the cat could care less about the new addition, however, we have noticed that he doesn't even show up for food until 6pm at night, at least 5 hours later! Maybe the screams keep him away. Here are a few pics of Conor and the fam from the hospital. Enjoy!
Conor chillin' before being discharged from the hospital. The last good swaddle he received...
Tim, the proud Dad, and Conor.
Conor and I doing some mother/son bonding.
Grandma Sullivan and Conor sharing a moment.
Nana Brice and Conor.
Papa Brice and Conor.
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