...and we're still surviving! Jack has acclimated well to a house full of dog...Murphy and Finn have definitely started to feel 2nd and 3rd fiddle, and Finn's frisbee time has really been limited. They love having something to lick and Jack seems to not be bothered by it a bit.
Jack has definitely acquired Dan's and my love for eating...he gained 10 oz. in 6 days at our first doctor visit. Wow! I had told everyone he and I were working hard on it and the proof is in the numbers.
Dan has gone back to work which is a bummer and we definitely miss him throughout the day but he is trying his best to get home on time so I can catch a nap before the sun goes down. Jack's belly definitely has an alarm clock in it that goes off every 3 hours, "Feed Me! Feed Me!" it rings.
We're gearing up for Grandma and Grandpa Venzke to come to finally meet their first grandchild, we're all excited and can't wait for the 6th to arrive. Jack doesn't have any clue how much he is going to be spoiled. It pays to be the first grandchild on BOTH sides!