Belly pictures are coming as well as the video I promised...I just can't get my camera to download onto the computer (I dropped it on the hardwood floor a week ago and it just hasn't been the same).
But, I had to post this while it was on my mind.
Dad came over yesterday to see Layla for a little while. He's been on pins and needles to see her (even though he saw her on Monday) for the past two days and finally had a window of opportunity to get over here and see her yesterday afternoon. He played most of the afternoon with Layla and then it was time to head for home. As he was saying "bye" Layla begged to go with him and spend the night---this was the first time she's really really done that. I was kind of surprised, but after I got the green light from dad...I let her go. We packed all her night night stuff (bunnies, bears, pillow, sound machine) and she was off. I believe I heard her mention ice cream and a movie as they were driving off.
As dad's disappeared around the corner, Neil and I just kind of looked at each other, not knowing what to do with ourselves. We quickly decided on a bike ride and dinner at a restaurant uptown. It was strange not having Layla with us on our bike ride (she normally sings the ENTIRE time) and it was unusual having dinner with just Neil. Its been an embarrassingly long time since the two of us have had dinner together. We ate and talked...came home...took a little walk because we couldn't get enough of talking to each other...and then settled down on the couch to read a little before finding a movie.
I called my mom at around 8 to make sure everything was going well--she said they were having a ball...Layla was running around the yard naked and Dad was squirting her down with a water hose. They had two kinds of ice cream and a Barney (??) movie ready to go.
At 11pm, my phone rang. Dad was calling to say he was bringing Layla home. She had not yet fallen asleep...they weren't willing to let her cry (THANK GOODNESS)...and she asked to go back home. Dad said she thought she was done spending the night and was ready for something different.
Neil and I waited on the front porch....I looked over at him and told him that this better be the last time...for a VERY long time...that we were waiting past 11pm for Layla to get home. HA! And bless her heart, she was worn out. But she feel asleep talking about ice cream and Barney and begging to go back to Nana and Poppy's to spend the night again. Strange little thing.
So we'll see what today has in store...its 7:30 am and I already see her fuzzy little head sitting up in her bed ready to start the day....WHEW...gonna be a L-O-N-G morning. Perhaps I should just take her to Nana and Poppy's for ice cream.