Last night, we had a baby party at our house.
Poor Ina Mae, compared to the others she looks like she spent a few too many hours in the tanning bed. However, that bilirubin has finally left her face and she is looking nice and normal colored now.
I think there is a mathematical relationship between my happiness level and the amount of babies in my living room. I plan on conducting an experiment next time.
Our friends Aubrey and Eric brought us dinner - chicken pot pie deliciousness. (I don't know how Aubrey knew that chicken pot pie is the one meal Dan always asks for that I never make.
with chocolate pumpkin cookies for dessert.)
My friend Elizabeth also stopped by before dinner to spoil Little Miss even more, and brought us a meal that is ready to cook whenever. I don't think I am going to be able to go back to normal life again.
Then, for breakfast, my grandma and cousin brought doughnuts,
wrapped ALL of my Christmas presents,
bought me lunch at Buffalo Wild Wings,
and helped give Ina Mae a bath.
I am starting to think that I am the one who is spoiled, however I don't how an owl towel, so I think I am still good.
My sister and the babies stayed the night, but they left earlier this morning, so for the first time Ina Mae and I are alone. So far so good. Lots of sleeping and eating going on. Maybe a few episodes of TV shows that I have missed over the past few weeks. It is a big day, I don't know if we will have enough time.