New pictures... finally!

Sorry it has taken so long to post pictures from outside the hospital, but hey, duty calls (and doody).
This is cute, period. I'm not sure who dropped the pacifier from his mouth, Ruary or his father.
A very tired dad with his boy... Ruary is already looking at his father like he is crazy (never too early to realize these things).
Four generations on my Mom's side, the LeClaire family... Grandma Kathy, Great-Grandma Mary, and Mom with a bundle of stinky joy.
And on that note, four generations of Hughes men... Uncle Matt, Grandpa Dale, and Great-Grandpa Trophy all admire the butt-chin dimple that they gave Ruary.
Ruary likes to move his arms A LOT, so eventually an arm makes it into my mouth. He is delicious. You're lucky I didn't post the picture of him picking my nose with one of those long fingers.