So Bill stopped by yesterday and brought a hilarious cake. If you don't know the back story, when we couldn't agree on a name for the baby, our retarded friends decided that we should name him Genghis.
You don't look like my Daddy. And why do you smell like petchuly, hippie?
In the hospital, I was clued in that Zack would not like bath time, and boy were we right. Initially the running water soothed him, but...
Then he got real fussy.
Update on the pups, they like Zack and have taken to guarding him in his room.
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