My mom (hitherto known as "Grandma") came to stay with us for about a week and half right after Sammy was born.
(Well, actually she came a few days before Sammy was born which allowed us to do a little shopping together. Last time, when Kylie was born, Kyle and my Mom went around to all the stores and all I did was sit in the hospital and later in bed at home. This time I wanted the chance to go around as well! I hope my Dad has forgiven us for taking her up to the Outlet stores. How was I supposed to know that there was a Villeroy and Boch store out there?)
Having my Mom here made everything a LOT easier and I had a pretty hard time of it when she left. But before she did, we took pictures!
We no longer have a guest bed, so the night before Grandma got here, we bought an air-mattress for her to sleep on and set it up downstairs in the living room. Grandma said it was pretty comfortable, but I think Kylie appreciated it more than anybody. She thought it was the funnest thing to play on since the last time we had empty cardboard boxes in the house <grin> Of course, she did manage to tumble off once and hit her head on a plug-outlet. Luckily she didn't crack open her head. Unluckily, she did crack the outlet. Daffy little girl.
During a performance of "Itsy, Bitsy Spider".
Grandma and her Grandbabies. (Some of them, at least.)
Despite an inauspicious beginning, I think Kylie really is rather fond of Sammy. She loves patting his head, though we have to watch this since she'll get so excited that patting his head mutates into patting his face, which is not so good. The refrain in our house these days is "Gentle! Gentle!"
Mommy and her Sammy.
