We drove the new baby home today. He is so cute. His name is David, for Mattie's father. I asked about a middle name. They do not have middle names. They have middle initials, and David's middle initial is L, like all his brothers and sisters, because he is the son of Levi.
That was an interesting thing.
There are two hospitals in Erie, and I was driving Mattie to her weekly appointments in a building set next door to the Hamot Hospital. They said to pick them up at the main entrance, and I said, "The one right across from the surgical center?" and Levi said yes.
They were at the other hospital, and their main entrance is across the street from their surgical center.
All's well that ends well.
It was worth it, to see their house literally explode with children crowding the car to catch a glimpse of the new baby. Before I could even blink, his oldest sister had him whisked away from his mother and headed straight to the warm kitchen. The children were all gathered around to coo over him. The oldest boy ran across the yard quickly to notify Grandma that everyone was back home.
We carried the car seat in and tiptoed right back out, shutting the door on that happy family.