Monday, Memorial Day
Sullivan’s paternal grandparents (ed: who still need to choose their names!) arrived just after lunch. When he was removed from his carseat where he had fallen asleep on a walk, the stub of his umbilical cord fell off!
We also said goodbye to Izzy, who had spent the weekend with us. She had a little trouble adjusting her alpha-style to the new arrival, and spent the first day begging for attention.
I promise never to be ALPHA again. I love that little playmate you have for me, just don’t let him touch my toys.
Thanks for a great weekend Marsh, Teressa and Sullivan. I always have so much fun there.
Izzy