Isn't it amazing how very different two days can be from another? And yet how very similiar? Wednesday was just a fun day, with nice weather, school, and lots of "take my picture, Mama" moments.
And we went and met Daddy at his work, where we'd been invited to come celebrate our baby girl we're expecting. It was really, really nice (especially since our hostess had really stressed that we did not need a lot of baby-shower type gifts, and what would make Mama happiest would be a massive pile of fabric so I could sew for my babes - and everyone really responded to that!).
So the next morning, Micah came and crawled up into my arms for a cuddle, and then we got up for the day. I love this, sleepy, early-morning light, blurry picture I snapped of the two of us.