He cried...when it was time to come home.
I had to pry two little trucks out of his hands because he wanted to keep playing.
A happy morning for him was a WIN, made even more awesome by the fact that he fell asleep on our long drive home and TRANSFERRED to his crib for a nap.
I forgot how much these little things feel like such big things when you are in the thick of it.
Way to go, Miracle Baby!
In other news, we ordered a homecoming dress for Margaret online and it came with only a few days to spare. It is more revealing that she'd anticipated. To give you an idea:
So, I may be learning to sew between now and Saturday.
p.s. I promise I did not buy Margaret a dress like J. Lo's (above)