Three years ago, today, Odysseus and I sped to the hospital at 2:00 p.m. in the afternoon. I got a spinal block at 4:00 p.m., and my pixie was born at 4:30 p.m.
It's been a fun three years, even as it's been frustrating, and insanity-inducing. She's so very cuddly and affectionate (much the opposite of the imp, unless he's sleepy or sick). So very girly. I found, last night after she'd gone to bed, that she'd tucked a green army man into the folds of a baby blanket, and put him to bed.
So, this afternoon, after work, we're going up to visit Grandma and Grandpa, for the pixie's birthday.
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