the third hogan baby

After stealing baby dolls from every friend we meet, Cael finally has one of his own. He sits with her in his lap, feeds her a bottle, cuddles with her, hugs her and kisses her, and is absolutely distraught if we can’t find her. In the two days since the baby arrived, we have turned the house over twice looking for her while Cael cries, “Baby, Baby!” Don’t these things come with microchip implants and a GPS location system?