OK, not really. The cats are still not sure what to make of this little blob of protoplasm and are keeping their distance. Probably a good thing since they’re about double his weight.
Today was what the Dutch call Second Christmas Day, when people go have dinner with the other side of the family (ie, the parents they didn’t see yesterday). So, Liam got his first train ride as we went down to have dinner at Ivo’s aunt and uncle’s place. He did very well on the way down – he likes moving and riding in the sling while he’s sleeping – but on the way home the trains were delayed so I had to wait to feed him and he was quite upset at the station – horrible to be the one with a crying infant, both for feeling like a bad parent and knowing you’re annoying others. But once he got fed on the train he was all good.