He's got ten little fingers and ten little toes and a little bit of corn starch on the end of his nose.

Grandma Hulley made the hat and afgan for Shyloh and it arrived in the nick of time.

Charmaine has been up and out of bed a few times now and is feeling much better already. She's really taken with Shyloh but still can't believe he is ours. She got to change his diaper right before lunch and from this afternoon on he will be able to room in with her as she can now get up to lift him out of the "chariot". We didn't request a semi-private room but the entire ward is undergoing renovations right now and so she ended up in a small room with one other lady who's daughter McKenna was born a few hours before Shyloh.

And Shyloh! He's so awesome! I still don't know what to do with a boy, but I think I'll stop by the local music shop and see what they've got for small drum kits. He's already lifting his head and looking around on his own and he's got quite the grip so I figure he'll be able to bang out some 4/4 straight in no time.