For those in the know, Arlo had his surgery today and he did just fine. From the way he was wolfing down dinner and banging his toys around later this afternoon, you wouldn’t think he had been in a 3 hour operation this morning, knocked out cold, intubated, with an IV hanging out of his little arm. Other than being a bit insecure for the rest of the day (understandably), he seems to be coping pretty well. Perhaps it’s the codeine elixir that we’re giving him for pain management that’s cheering him up. Zoe and I, on the other hand, have been up since 3 am, and it’s been a very long day… He’s got about 6 weeks until he’s healed up if all goes well.