Oh HAI! Meet Hank. Or possibly Ezra. I had decided to name him Henry Curtis Martin, and call him Hank. However, as is my usual modus operandi, I have a HELL of a time naming anything. Probably why both my boys were unnamed until moments before leaving the hospital after they were born.
The boys are beyond tickled with him. At first calling him "pank, pake, fake etc."
Maisie would like to thank us for the oh so tasty morsel we have given her.
Poor wee baybeh has lots of fleas, so he got a bath and was flea combed within an inch of his life.