April showers brought May flowers -- and me!
The harsh glare of the flashbulbs from the relentless press makes me, well, cranky:
Fortunately, my hospital care package included a shower and massage:
Here I am post-shower & massage -- and feeling like a million bucks!
The next morning I expressed my appreciation to a nurse whose name truly conveys her essence - Joy:
Who says doctors don't make house calls? My pediatrician came all the way out just to examine little ol' me:
By day two the kitten finally opened its eyes:
Mom and Dad in the hospital:
My brother Nick already looms large in my life:
Trying to perfect that angelic look:
After a few days the hospital said we were free to go ... to the pediatrician's office:
Once firmly ensconced at home, NIck immediately began regaling me with stories about "the good ol' days":
The two ladies of the house:
Nap time is where it's at:
Sometimes I'll nap in front of a mirror just to mix things up:
I also like to nap with friends and family, such as Baba:
... and my neighbor, Paul:
I decided to add a little humor to my portrait with Uncle Dean -- who ended up sticking it to me pretty good!