Since we've been home from the hospital, we haven't had Davey at home. He and Joe have stayed with his parents about 10 miles down the road so that we could give Charlie her space while she was healing. It's hard to explain to a 13 month old boy why he cant play with his sister like he used to. And that hot pink cast would be the first thing he would want to play with and jump on and hit. Bad news. But today we thought we could put them back together, or at least try it out. And I'm happy to report its going swimmingly. Davey has totally stayed out of Charlie's grill. When he gets near her, they just share toys and act like the sweet babies they are. It's good stuff.
Btw, this is what a real living toom looks like when you've got babies. I straighten it up 3-4 times a day. It makes no difference. It takes 3-4 seconds for the babies to tear it up. And they do it so well.
Uh, don't act like that isn't precious. Don't you do it. It's precious. They're precious.
It's been a great mini family reunion today. Let's hope we can all sleep under one roof. That's the real test, folks.
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