Going, going, gone

Morning

Evening

We've been anxiously waiting for Lincoln's leftover umbilical cord to fall off, because the pediatrician said she wasn't going to be as patient as they had been for Levynn's to fall off. She didn't get rid of hers until she was about six weeks old or so and since it can be hereditary for the delay, the pediatrician said she would give Linc a month and then send him to the surgeon. Yikes!

So Dad's been vigilant about dousing it with alcohol and this morning it was just barely hanging on. And then tonight, ta da! No more black leftovers!