Going Home

On Friday morning, Tate got to the hospital and we were both kind of antsy. I think we couldn't believe they were actually going to let us take this precious baby home. He's ours, he's really ours! Everything was perfect. John checked out just great and my doc was please with my healing, so we headed home after a last lunch (the food was pretty darn good). John slept the entire ride home, even after stopping at CVS to pick up his mommy's prescriptions and mommy accidently setting off the car alarm while the two of us waited in the car for daddy. She paniced and hurridly (after like 2 minutes) turned of the alarm, but little John didn't bat an eye, he was out like a light!