truckin’

It’s been awhile.  Annie and I went to Connecticut to see her dear aunt Jess, uncle Adam, and cousins Franny and Henry.  She had such a big time with her cousins that she forgot to sleep while she was there.  Luckily for me she is back on her schedule.

We did have one mishap causing us to make an early Sun. a.m. trip to the Greenwich ER.  Annie’s first bed-jumping experience was not so successful.  She fell and got her ear hung on a radiator.  Three layers of stitches by an interesting Lebanese plastic surgeon seemed to not even bother her.  However, aunt Jess uttered the word “chocolate” and it was all over.  Annie couldn’t stop begging for it and they wouldn’t let us give it to her while she was horizontal.  That really was the saddest part.

We also got to stop in Kansas City to play with our Doolittle friends.  I got a glimpse of what it will be like with two and I’m still exhausted just thinking about it.  As a matter of fact, I think I’ll go to bed now.