Tonight we went over to what used to be Aunt B and Uncle Chad's house. Now it's Annabelle's house and Gracie only wants to do things that revolve around Annabelle. Things like hold her, feed her, change her, burp her, and did I mention HOLD her? Nonstop, my baby-obsessed daughter asks nonstop if she can hold her. It's so sweet how much she adores Annabelle. She gently kisses her forehead and pats her booty when she cries. She's naturally intuitive with babies, which I find amazing.
Tonight Aunt B asked Gracie if she'd like to help give Annabelle a bath. The answer of course was an excited 'YES!!' accompanied by a giant smile! We both got to take part in the event, although my job was getting her dressed afterward. And like all newborns, that's her least favorite part! It turns out that I'm not as fast at snaking skinny, yet surprisingly strong, arms through armholes as I used to be. But good news, we all survived!
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