First week at home

Steven has spent the last week at home: sleeping, eating, dirtying diapers, sleeping, eating, etc. He had a doctor's appointment on Wednesday, and he has started gaining weight again, right on schedule.

He also likes inappropriate lullabies:

• Rippy the Gator
• Carrot Juice is Murder
• The Mounted Animal Nature Trail
• The Touch
• Stairway to Heaven
• The Humpty Dance
• New Orleans from A Streetcar Named Marge
• Capital City from Dancin' Homer

And, of course, South of the Border from Kamp Krusty.

Now for what you came to the blog to see: cute pictures!

Knute is curious, but so far has been adjusting well to his role as guard cat.

Karen and Steven, napping.

On a walk around the neighborhood. Steven was already bored.

Quacky the Duck says "Hallå"

The other day, a package arrived from Steven's namesake, my old friend Sven. It was this very cute duck. We assume the duck must be Scandinavian. I have named him Quacky, but we'll have to see if the name sticks. (Perhaps it's Norwegian: Kvacki the dukke? Nø, realli!) Steven has also received a bear from my office, and receiving blankets from his cousin Sara and Great-aunt Shirley and Great-uncle Jim. Flowers also came from my office, Grandpa and Grandma B, and the Clyde Park dialysis unit. All the gifts are appreciated, and Thank You cards will be coming when we get the energy to write them.