So, making a long story short, Younger Bro is being admitted back to the hospital for phototherapy. Good news? We'll all be in the same hallway. Bad news? More time in the &&&&ing hospital. Argh. We're not particularly worried, but we're worried nonetheless, because he's SO little and SO fragile. We'll see what's happening. I don't know how long he's going to be in, and how long the course of therapy is.
We did sneak Younger Bro up to The Boy's room for a little while. It was very, very cute; The Boy was very nice, very sweet, and very gentle. "Baby! Baby!" he said. He touched the baby's nose and said, "Nose!" The baby's eyes (VERY gently) and said "Eyes!" Etc. He was fascinated by the baby, and The Wife got to snuggle both of her babies at the same time. I know that it's only a matter of time before The Boy figures out that Younger Bro will be splitting his parents' attention and gets ticked off about it, but until then, it's really nice to know that they're getting along.
The resolution's not great, but tough noogies. It's still really cute.
Right now, The Boy's getting blood and platelets - AGAIN - and sleep off the benedryl. We're waiting on more information from the pediatrician about admitting Younger Bro and getting that stuff up and running, so we'll see what's happening.