Vincent's First Car Ride

There comes a point in a baby's life where he or she must face...the car seat. That point is the eventual ride home from the hospital. Unfortunately, for Vincent, that car ride is a not a short drive, but a rather long hour one. However, for a baby that sleeps like a champ, that should be no problem.

Before checking out of the hospital, the nurses check to make sure that the baby is securely strapped in before leaving the hospital. It's a safety thing. I believe it happens at most, if not all, hospitals. If the baby is not secure, they will instruct the parents on proper infant/car seat bonding. This was done when Elizabeth was born and this was done for Vincent's departure. This time, it seemed like a test to see if Dad remembered how to strap a baby in. Sure enough, first try...perfect.

We gathered that last bit of our things and made the long walk down the halls to car. Let me tell you, an 8 lb baby is light. An 8 lb baby in a car seat...not so much. It probably didn't help that I hadn't really worked out in preparation for this task. Anyway, we loaded up the car with all four people and made our way onto the highway...towards home.

We arrived safely and brought little Vincent into the warmth (both figuratively and literally) of the apartment. Welcome Home, Son. -T

Elizabeth shows her feelings towards her brother, Vincent.

Daddy and the kids. Yes, it is plural now.

Picture time in front of the hospital's flower garden.

All present and accounted for. In the words of our eldest child, "Let's go!!"