First on my agenda post arrival was to visit my husband’s namesake. This tiny boy doesn’t recognize me…yet…but he’s not afraid of me either, which is better than most babies given my brightness. He even allowed me to hug and kiss all over him – a must when it comes to these tiny things.
I delivered a gift from my mother and a few of her friends – a mom-made diaper tote, some clothes, and a few adorable baby goodies. After Baby Ricky examined every item for its brightest color, I stuffed him into the tote and tried to sneak out the front door. He was quite content peeking over the top edge of that tote, which is what gave us away.