…and we’re back.
Little Eazy-E was a champ on the flight home.
If anyone looks like he could use some help it’s Dad.
HH will not let him go, to the point that it’s kind of an issue. He can’t be in the room without her wanting to feed him or hug him or put a blanket on him or honk his nose. But better that than the alternative. She is honestly so happy to have her brother here.
Not sure if the feeling is reciprocated. (And her hair. Seriously.)
Paul is already back at work, and we’re just adjusting to life with a +1. More to come later.
4 thoughts on “Home”
Gorgeous beautiful pics! What is your address?? Love you hope all is going well!
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Oh my god the Mora pictures… killing me!
So, so, soooooo precious. Can’t wait to meet him!