It's late. It's late. It's late, it's late, it's late! No time to say hello, goodbye. It's late! It's late!
Well, not so late. I've started later. But it's been a long (and beautiful) day, and I've a comfy bed and faithful husband waiting for me upstairs. So, once again, I'll forgo fancy intros to the past week's posts (of which there is only one
, anyway), and any further ado.
|Eager to see Nana and Papa again (and to have his picture taken).|
|Not terribly impressed with Delaware this time around.|
|Varied stages of Car Trip: excited, tired, and bored. (Not pictured: carsick, whining, and crying.)|
|Miss Yogurtface makes her NJ debut.|
|Who are these toddlers, and what have they done with my babies?|
|Abby gets her daily exercise.|
|My tiny gentleman offers a hand and escorts his lovely second cousin up the stairs.|
Overheard this week:
|Abby gives her newest cousin some loving while he takes his dinnertime bottle.|
So many things. If only I had the energy to recall them right now. Perhaps I'll do a special post next week to make up for this week's lapse. Vacation... you know how it goes.