January 28th, 2004  |  Published in Uncategorized

We brought Ben home last night at about 6:30.

Sue brought us dinner, which absolutely ruled, then stayed with Al while I went out and acted on my ancient hunter-gatherer instincts by fetching more pillows, batteries for the vibrating stimu-chair (we’ve removed the kick-activated Arc of Lights and Music for the time being, preferring instead the gentle vibration and rocking, which = catching key pieces of dialog in Futurama in the wee hours), and frozen yogurt.

As of right now, there’s a general mood of contentment in the home, punctuated by outbursts of squawking and wailing, but everyone’s fine and happy to not be in the hospital.

Seeing as how it’s Deadline Wednesday for dad, that’s about all I have to say for now.

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