That time when you realize that your baby only actually likes one paci and you lost it and she’s tired and screaming for it and you just put your two year old down for a nap and ohmygoodness where is that stupid paci! Then you find it in the laundry, wash it off, pluck it in, and baby only sucks on it for twenty seconds before she’s out cold. Now she’s chuckling and singing in her sleep, your heart is still racing, head still pounding.
On Friday Jason will help my dad relocate his boat for the month of April. I couldn’t be more thrilled to continue our tradition of Easter at the Grand, just like we did growing up. I hope my girls will see it as a magical place, just like I do. I also hope Jason survives the 8 hour boat trip with my dad. Fingers crossed that the boat doesn’t break.
For now, here’s a photo of Kylie playing in the dirt at the boat yard last week.
My sisters came in from Denver and Knoxville and we had the most wonderful visit. My younger sister’s time here was short because serious college students can’t miss too much class. Hillary and Lucy (my niece) were able to stay for a week and a half. I don’t remember the last time I was able to spend that much time with my older sister. Here is Lucy meeting Emma for the first time:
She basically just wanted to eat her.
That weekend we celebrated my grandmother’s 90th birthday with over 80 of our closest family members. The weather was kind of yuck, so most of them were jam-packed into my parents home.
At the party, some of the kids met one of our pelican friends. Brave little guy.
We introduced Lucy to the beach. She wasn’t impressed.
So Kylie has been waking up at 2-3am the last few nights. Out of character for her. I thought she might be having nightmares because she talks crazy fast and she’s wired. But last night when I went in she was shaking when she reached for me. Terrified. She started saying she was scared of the vacuum cleaner in the living room. I assured her there was, in fact, no vacuum cleaner in the living room.
We got quiet, and sure enough, Jason’s snoring sounded like a distant vacuum cleaner. I would have laughed out loud right then and there if she hadn’t been so scared.
My birthday is tomorrow. Someone must have told Kylie because she’s been screaming “Happy Birthday” at me all day. I’m torn over this one. My girl makes my heart sing, but I’m not sure my head can take much more.