
We brought Jack home on Wednesday. Most of the time, Jack has been a good little nurser. We've so far be able to keep him off formula – something we weren't sure we'd be able to do given his size. But Ann has been able to keep the lil' guy well fed.
Aside from a little sleep deprivation, Ann is doing great, both for herself and for the kid. She has taken to being a mom very well and very quickly. And while she remains swaddling-challenged (JD is the reigning household authority), those of us in the immediate family have been very impressed with her.

Sparky has taken to Jack better than we'd hoped. Jack Russells have a reputation for not getting along with kids but Sparky's initial curiosity has fast been replaced by an adorable protectiveness. When Jack cries, Sparky usually beats Ann or me to Jack's side.

As ever, we'll post any JD-, Ann-, or Jack-related updates here, so check back often!
We love that Jack inherited the signature Jordan sh*tty grin.

Ann and Jack, in our room at Northside

Jack passed out on the coffee table, already almost as big as his super-plush cow blanket

Jack strapped into his Chicco car seat, ready to roll.

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