There is a reason Adam was born on the 19 of April. It would be that Laura's birthday is on the 25, and with adjusted due dates and whatnot that were calculated oh, a week before, he was due on the 25. Not a cool thing, especially as he had been due on the 18 or thereabouts the whole rest of the pg. I had a sympathetic and very cool doctor who agreed that it would not be cool to piggyback b-days. And so Adam's d-day is 6 days before Laura's, which brings us to the last week. Whew.
Laura's birthday was yesterday. I am hoping she enjoyed it. I came down with a wicked cold/flu whatever on Sunday and only made it through yesterday with lots of help from Annie and Emma. They made Laura some eggs and toast with juice for breakfast. Not to eat in bed either. They gave her the movie Madeline. She has since watched it over 8 times, although not sitting down to it, wandering and then freaking out if anyone so much as turns down the volume. Sarah picked out a Tangled story book for her. She elected to wear pajamas all day, which better than just underwear, so why not? Howard and I got her a Playdoh burger set. She saw it in my closet during the day, so got to "open" it about 3 minutes later. We took her to dinner at Chili's (sorry people there, I tried not to be contagious) and gave her sand toys, a Toy Story puzzle and a Samantha mini doll. She was thrilled. We came home and had a cake shaped like Madeline's hat. And then they went to bed. And I took Nyquil, slept and had crazy dreams.