Anthony and Maria come home from the hospital today. I'm looking forward to her getting home.

Jarvis has Anthony's room ready. It is shared with his for the moment, but as soon as he's about six months, which is the recommended time he sleep in a room on his own, he'll move to a conjoining room.

Anthony currently has a moses basket which is a long way too big for him, but I'm sure he'll grow into it. It looks like it will be comfy for him. (That last paragraph was written by Jarvis.)

I hope Jarvis looks after Anthony very well. He's British, and was from a very high-earning family, so I don't know why he was struggling with his twins, and why he couldn't just hire a nurse to take care of them. But the main point of that is he seems incredibly well-mannered and I'm sure he'll pass that on to my son.

I'll probably write more later, when I have finished meeting my son properly.

I have a lot of work to do. The US Army is being quite demanding at the moment, though I have created the contracted amount of weapons for them already this year, so instead I am working on a very advanced radar system, in a hope to launch a successful search for Captain Rogers.

Hm. That's another thing about my son. I wonder if he'll be as pleasant and humble as Steve. I should hope so. Maybe he'll be a Captain America fan. He'd be one of the best fans, me actually knowing him.

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