We picked Bets up at the train station and drove right over to the Hospital.
You have to be with a parent to get in, and usually they only let one visitor per parent in so we were lucky to be let on in.
While we were there, they told us that Asher was for sure coming home that day! It was a likely possibility when we arrived, but there was no guarantee, so we were so honored to be there with Betsy. We got to drive them home!
First however, we had to get him dressed, which proved to be be more difficult than any of us imagined. He was so little first of all. Second, he wouldn’t hold still. At this point, we lost his arm and couldn’t find it:
Besty, the amazing mom that she is, finally accomplished her goal. Doesn’t he look so great?