We met with mom, dad, my sister and her husband, and Sawyer for a belated birthday lunch. It was a whirlwind day. I think the good folks at Red Lobster were ready to see us go. Toting a baby, a toddler, and all the gear that comes with them, we looked like sherpas prepared to camp out in front of the lobster tank for the week. Sawyer, bless his heart, was sleepy and has inherited the unfortunate family trait of taking just as long to wake up as he slept.Holden slept ALL day. He will be up ALL night…. sigh.
I’m pooped. That’s all I’ve got. I feel Sawyer’s pain…..
fading ...
fading ...
faded.
-Carmen
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