Monday morning finally rolled around, which meant it was time to leave the hospital and enter the scary world of parenting for real. We were eager to get back home and settle in with the little guy, but we were going to miss the hospital food, crazy as that sounds. It's not exactly fine cuisine (although the pasta primavera was actually pretty good), but it does show up at a regular hour and you don't have to cook it.
All good things must come to an end, however, so we packed him up:

and headed out:

Evan proved that he is indeed a member of the Goetsch extended family by sleeping the entire car ride home. I didn't take any pictures of that, though. I don't think you're missing anything.
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