3 minutes later, we had this:
Meet Gus, the pinkest, crayon-iest snowman you ever did see. A few minutes after Gus was born, the following conversation took place -- verbatim:
Keaton: "Dad, what is Gus missing?"
Boone: "I don't know, Keaton. What IS Gus missing?"
Keaton: "Ummm...you know, those things in the middle -- wait, what are those belly button things on the side of your bottom?"
Boone: (WTH?)
Keaton (lifting his shirt up to give us a visual cue): "THESE Dad!"
Boone: "Nipples Keaton, those are called nipples."
Keaton: "NIPPLES! That's it! Gus is missing nipples..."
I can't believe I didn't get a picture of it, but Gus received VERY pink nipples shortly thereafter.
In other news, THIS is what love looks like:
5 pounds of cinnamon bears + 1 flat rate shipping box + 1 girl living in the south where nobody has ever HEARD of cinnamon bears = euphoria.
Sisters are the best. Well, sisters and pink nippled snowmen named Gus.

