We brought Little Man home from the hospital. I got a chocolate glazed donut from Mike's en route. I felt it was deserved. ***
Baby Girl dropped a large volume of Curious George stories on her foot in an attempt to grab Grover Goes to School. Through tears, she choked, "I can read this one to him."
Baby Girl passed out in our bed and Little Man conked out while I was changing his diaper on said bed. I looked at this fluffy plateau where both of these little sleeping monuments lay and I thought, Woah. Both of those came out of my body. And now they are both here. Siblings. Asleep. Peaceful, one next to the other.
And this is about all I want to remember about the last two days.