Okay, so I have a few extra minutes of time this evening. The truth is I looked at Keith and said we can either tidy up the house OR sit on the couch and watch tv. (Since Wilbur is in the bed and the girls are taking their cat naps) So we decided to just sit. So he is watching the tube and I am blogging. It is kinda of nice to look around and see piles of things around the house and be so tired that you could care less about it at this moment. (side note: for those that may not know Keith and I well, we are both pretty much clean nuts and like a tidy/clean home. So us being able to sit when there are things to be done is BIG) Anyway I am not getting to my point of this post. I want to go back and share a few hospital pictures with everyone. The story behind this picture is, I found these precious little brown dolls in the gift shop the day that Will was traveling to MS and knew that he had to have them. You had to be at least 12 yrs old to go into the nursery at the hospital, so I knew Will would only be able to see the girls through the window. Knowing Will, I knew he would get a kick out of this little dolls, and sure enough he did. When we went to the hotel this night, he was given two diapers and two empty bottles from one of the sweet nurses at the hospital, and he spent like two hours fussing over these dolls. He would "change them" and "feed them" over and over! So cute!!!!
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