More Grady

Still Mark here posting. Liz's wit and wisdom is consumed caring for Liam and Grady, so you'll have to drown your sorrow in pics of the fam.

We'll begin where we left off, on Sunday. Thanks to my aunts Lee Ann (my mom's sister) and Jeanie (my dad's sister) for some of these photos.

Liam gets ready to great his brother. . .
Thanks to Lee Ann for making the shirt.


The reigning Kentucky World Language Association Lifetime Achievement winner (I call her "mom") greets her new petit-fils.
That's my great aunt Anne over her shoulder. . .

The matriarch of the Amick family (she'd not be happy if I divulged her age, but I think she looks damn good for being born during the Woodrow Wilson administration) meets Grady. . .


Liam's new passion is kissing his baby brother. . .


It's my new hobby, too. . .


Maybe it's because we were in Indiana, but they somehow didn't have a policy prohibiting this many Amick men in a public space. . .


The very blessed and happy family. . .


Grady comes home!


This was Thursday sleeping on the couch. . .

Liz noticed his widow's peak. We don't know whose genes (or Jeans and Jeannes) are responsible, but we think it's cute. . .

That's it for now. Grady's been under the lights today getting rid of jaundice. We hope he should be well on his way to kicking out the bilirubin by Friday!

Liam's excited to be a cow again tomorrow night and go Trick or Treating.