This weekend was full of sweet moments for us.
On Friday Mama wasn't feeling well, and Daddy decided I needed a hug. He wrapped your arms around my neck as far as they would go and made you squeeze me tight. As soon as he did, you started laughing. Not just once, but over and over. Apparently a hug was what we both needed to feel better!
Aunt Paula came to town this weekend, and spent some time with us. You showed her your pretty smile and cute laugh and stayed up late to cuddle. She sure loves you a lot.
Yesterday Daddy and I went to Babies R Us to buy you a Pack n' Play. It was after church and lunch, about the time we all usually take our Sunday nap. You and Daddy sat in a glider together and rocked while I walked around for a long time and figured out what we needed to get. When I came back to find y'all, you had crashed in Daddy's arms. You haven't slept with one of us holding you since you were in the NICU. I think it was a special time for both of you.
You have known for several months now that you have a little brother on the way, even though I haven't written to you about him yet. As we were putting together your pack n' play, Daddy teased that we should just get another one for your brother instead of his own furniture. You started laughing--I guess you thought it was a good idea. Later that evening Daddy and I were talking about how we weren't concerned about The Boy stealing your attention, but you stealing The Boy's. You thought that was really funny too, and if I am not mistaken your face looked a bit smug. Silly girl. I know you are going to be super in love with your brother. I bet he will make you giggle all the time. And you two are already bonding. Sometimes you lay your head on my tummy and look like you are listening to something. Every once in a while you smile or laugh. I wish I knew what you too were talking about!
Monday, July 27, 2009
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Congrats! I am very happy for your family.
Congratulations!! I am so very happy for the three of you.
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