We spent part of the weekend preparing for Thanksgiving and the baby. Mike played handy man and changed high lightbulbs, fixed a door, and brought the cradle up out of storage. This happened last night and both of the kids were enthralled with it.
This morning Kyri came in and as she approached it said, "Mommy, is the baby out of your tummy?" At which point I realized she needed a little preparation of how that would go. She didn't like the plan until I said, "But then you can come see the baby and give her a kiss and a passy." "Ok."
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