Last week, my mom and grandma came up for a quick visit. Really, they came up so that I didn't have to drive down to St. Louis by myself. Apparently having a child in the backseat renders me unable to drive alone for anything more than 20 miles, kind of like Superman and kryptonite. (Sorry for the questionable analogy - it was the best I could do.) Regardless of the reason for the visit, it was fun to have the four generations under one roof. And don't worry about Matt - he was able to ride off the estrogen high with some golf and football after we left.
Brooke discovered the blinds next to her feeding spot. Now that we're back home sans grandmas, I don't think this will continue.
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