Woo - hoo Colts!!

Last night, when it was game time, Justin and Kendrick were in bed and Josh had gone to work, so it was just Gabe and I - hangin out, watching the Colts dominate. Really didn't expect the domination thing, by the way. I actually thought it would be pretty close - nice to see our defense off to a good start! Anyway, after getting in some baby exercise, I rewarded Gabe by putting a hand-me-down jersey on him and propping him up to see the game. He enjoyed it, quite naturally. At one point, he was kicking away like crazy - watch out Adam, Gabe may give you some competition! HEY - I just realized something. Since Gabe doesn't have any pericardium around his heart, we figured that means definitely NO football or any other contact sport. But he COULD be a kicker. Hmmmm...something to think about. (yes, this is actually Peggy typing, not Josh) Anyway, while we were sitting there watching the game, I had a moment, just a brief one. It was more a flash of feeling - for a split second I was back at his bedside and he was just a few meager hours old, and we were preparing to say goodbye. It was gone as quick as it came, but I felt strangled and briefly disoriented - almost as if I wasn't sure what was real. Did he really survive? Did we really bring him home? Ofcourse he did and we did and it was silly and strange. Is that normal? Doesn't feel normal!

Ok, there are pics below, or there will be as soon as I get them posted.