Two Sundays ago, Maggie threw up on the way to church. She was cranky in church (Sorry Pastor Rick, we left quickly… about a dozen times!). We went home early. Maggie perked up most of the way (which means she was an almost-tornado) and instead, Anna came down with a fever! Luckily, Maggie didn’t get sick again and Anna’s fever was gone the next day. Yay!
Maggie and Papa talking on the phone:
Why is Brian holding her like that? Because he was trying to lay down for a rest and she weaseled him into sharing an arm with her.
Here’s pink-cheeked Anna, loving that she gets juice on the couch! It was sweet to watch her laze around and drift off for a nap or two as we had a restful day.
Sweet girl:
I don’t feed this child energy drinks, why do you ask?
She was just born full of this much adorable!
Papa, can I come back up again!? And yes, she can get up on the couch by herself, despite it being as tall as her armpits about. No stool necessary. tor.na.do.
Brian and I went to Astoria and stayed at a sweet little bed and breakfast for TWO night without any kids! It was sweet and quiet and beautiful. And short. I didn’t expect two nights to feel short. But I didn’t worry about the girls much at all!!! Yay! The girls did great, I hear! Anna knew exactly how many sleeps she’d be at Grandma and Grandpa’s and wasn’t phased a bit. Maggie came home saying “blankie!” (“dee-dee”) and carrying it around. Has she attached to something for the first time in 18 months??? That would be nice. After all, Grammy made about a million little squares of that blanket for just this reason! Thank you mom and dad!