So many good things.

The evening of January 12, I was on my way home from the hospital after having Lasik. My phone was blowing up, but I couldn't see well enough to read what was happening. When I got home, Evdad said, "The baby is coming early."

I ran into the bedroom, packed a shitcase and was on a plane less than ten hours later. Little Everest Harvey surprised
us in the best possible way.



He went from teensy to big boy pretty darn quickly. He's a great eater and easily comforted.  Watching the love fest going on in his family has been my greatest delight.

Watching Tata with him has been pretty fun, too.




Sharing the joy with friends magnifies it in a way impossible to understand.

 We're home now. Spring happened while we were gone. English class  continued without me. The house down the street is causing a little dome envy in Casa Sewell.

We had dinner and a show last night and spent a lot of time talking about possibilities.
Thanks, friends, for being patient during the long intervals.