Stripes

 It's been three weeks, and the time is flying. Thank goodness Ollie still fits in his newborn sizes, still sleeps most of the time, and still cuddles into me when he's drowsy. We had our first outing today, just the two of us. We went to Target and JoAnn, and he slept in his carseat sitting atop the cart the whole time. I love that we still live in a place where strangers stop to admire your baby. There were whispers of "Oh, look at that cute baby!" as I walked the store aisles. And when Eric and I met up for milkshakes yesterday afternoon, people stopped at our booth to admire and ask how old the baby was.

Some days as I sit on the couch feeding Oliver and watch the other three playing, I just can't believe they're all mine. I'm so happy they have each other. And I'm so lucky to have them.