Invasion...

We were so fortunate to have our house invaded by a baby this past weekend. I was a little nervous about having 3 ½ extra bodies running around, but now the house actually feels a little empty and sad, though Sipsey would probably beg to differ. I just feel, with them staying with me, that they were able to really become part of my day-to-day existence, which I didn’t realize was so important to me until lately. I feel the most like ME around my family, and it makes my heart sad that we’re not all together more often. It was a lovely trip, and I’m still recovering from it.

Taylor was a major trooper, and was passed around for three days straight. Sipsey didn’t quite know what to make of her. She kept trying to sniff her, but she has this weird thing where her tongue flicks out when she sniffs, like she’s trying to also taste the air. So she wasn’t allowed TOO close to the baby, but she was great about getting just close enough.

Cheers to Mama and Daddy for our new deck swing! I have sat on it with my book and a glass of wine every night since it was constructed! Also, thanks for leaving nearly a case of Pinot Grigio ☺ It should last me at least a month, ha! Oh, and Dirk’s STILL eating the ribs. It’s so exciting for him to have meat in the house that he’s been eating it since Friday! Ha!

Okay, I’m rambling. Here are photos of everyone and Taylor-tot: