Uncle Michael, my cousin Veronica and her husband Ben all came for a visit.
Lukey still sleeping...he wakes up for short spurts and then goes back to sleep.
Here's one of his wakeful moments...I could not get him to smile though. He just stared at me. The nurse kept putting his blankie on top of his head for some reason. (The nurse from the previous blog entry.)
After they took the tube out he was very agitated. His cry was weak, but beautiful. They had to clean all the tape stuff off his face too...he was just mad.
No tube...and all tuckered out from the whole ordeal. See there's that blankie again. I love that I can finally kiss his kissable cheeks. I'm still waiting to be able to hold him.