Mr. B also brought over some Easter presents. B's favorite, besides the chocolate bunny (solid, of course) was a dinosaur egg that was filled with dino bones. She had to use the enclosed tools to break and dig through the egg to find the skeleton.
Worst part of the weekend was Charlie taking a spill of the clothe dryer and onto the basement floor. She was in her bouncy seat and bounced right off. An ER visit, CT scan and a night under observation has made me a bit more responsible . That and the Bad Parent of the Year award I received. Yes, I knew you don't put the seat on an elevated surface, but B never bounced the seat (of course, B wasn't trying to crawl at three and a half months either) like Charlie. But, it never happens to me right? Yeah, right. So anyway, Charlie should be safe from my stupidity from now on, I have given up doing laundry. New clothes aren't that expensive are they? Seriously, have learned from my lesson. Weird thing is, I would never leave her on the changing table by herself, why in this instance was I so lax? I won't be again. My sweet little girl looked so sad with the monitor wires and the hep lock. We were lucky, and she didn't even get a bruise. At least I got the award.....
The sisters. Cozy in their jams.
Now that Mike (and his Dad) have knocked one thing off the to-do list, how far off is Ina's kitchen? That should be next right? HAH!