Gibson hung in there pretty well at the mall. He liked the mirror at the shoe store.
The concept of two Gibsons fascinated us both.
Then Lily and Gibson and Maggie and I met Hank for lunch.
We joke that we should make a Facebook page called Hank Holds Babies. Have I already told you this?
Forgive me if I have. I am old and I am forgetful.
Gibson loves some Hank too.
Hank is a kind and gentle soul. I am constantly blown away by my children and now by my grandchildren. It's all about the love. We wring out every damn drop of it and somehow, there is always more and more. And then some more.