We attended a baby birthday party/playdate today. Though, Warrick was turning three, and would not appreciate being called a baby, and Lily turned two, which is right at the end of babyhood, so nevermind. A toddler’s birthday party! The theme was Curious George. Freya had a blast — there wasn’t a baby gate in sight so I pretty much spent the whole two hours shadowing her to make sure she didn’t go up the stairs or into the bathroom or reach into the kitchen garbage can.

It is nice to see that our house will return to normal someday soon, possibly even by the end of the year.

After the party, she was completely exhausted of course and fell asleep on the 25-minute curvy drive home. I love that drive back from Seabeck. It’s fun. When we got back to our house I carefully carried her upstairs, laid her on the bed, removed her shoes, and let her sleep for about an hour or so, or rather, until she woke up. She was cranky for a few minutes after that, but we nursed and then she wanted to play and sit in my lap while I read books to her. I don’t even know what moms who don’t breastfeed do to calm or cheer up their kids. I’m sure they do *something* but dang nursing is so easy and effective.

I’m making her some Annie’s whole wheat mac and cheese for dinner. She’s still tentative about non-purees, but I think she might be okay with this. And if not, I will eat it for lunch tomorrow!