Happy Thanksgiving!

The family unit is reunited. I'm told that the day before my arrival Stella was very smiley with a bearded friend of Sara's parents. Sounds like I arrived just in time - I was on the verge of being replaced.

Stella seems taller than when I last saw her, but in general she doesn't look too much different. She still likes to eat a lot. After watching her down 4 ounces of formula in 4 minutes, Phil and I did some math and concluded that it would be like me drinking somewhere around 60 oz. of fluid. It's no wonder she throws up a lot.

Stay tuned for some pictures of Stella with a turkey leg or a bottle full of gravy.