Mommy returned from her big trip to Minnesota and was able to spend some fun time with Amelia before her bedtime. Amelia and Daddy had a wonderful time together and Amelia did not ignore me when I got home, like she did the last time I went away for a few days. She was really excited to see me and just asked to "cuddle" on the couch. I also brought her a lot of presents, which always helps... Not pictured is the Curious George sticker book which we hope occupies her for many hours to come...

Amelia plays in her (messy) room. She has started to really enjoy playing alone in her bedroom. We keep talking about making it 100% child proof (it's not there yet because she has never played alone in there) and bringing some of her toys up there and letting her go at it.

Amelia helped open Daddy's birthday presents from the Mall of America. Mommy is pretty proud of herself for the wide variety gifts: A mini-burger maker, one of stainless steel things you rub on your hands to get the garlic smell off, a superman t-shirt, a book called "Strong Fathers; Strong Daughters," and a Twilight book mark of boys with no shirts on. I told him that none of the gifts were related to each other in anyway; they just jumped out at me on the shelf of their respective stores!

Amelia's present from her Grandpa Jones and Heath was a ballerina outfit complete with headband (which was the big hit) and then a matching outfit for her doll, Emma. All were purchased at the American Girl store. She calls the head band "band" and wanted to take it to bed but we convinced her to leave it on the counter where it could "rest" until tomorrow after the long trip home...

Mommy dresses Emma in her ballerina outfit while Amelia watches...

Amelia and Emma in their ballerina outfits.
Many thanks to everyone for supporting my trip to visit my grandma who I love so much:
1. To Tom for encouraging me and having such fun with Amelia in my absence (and realizing that I clean up the bath toys...that might be the only thing I consistently clean up.)
2. To my dad for helping make the trip possible and for sharing in a surreal bedside experience with my grandma that we are both still processing.
3. To my aunt and uncle for hosting me, providing me with diabetic food, and not holding it against me for taking 31 years to visit Minneapolis...
4. To my Uncle Scott for giving me the shove I needed at Thanksgiving to go visit.
5. And to my grandma who is one of the most amazing women I'll ever have the privilege of saying I"m related to (fun fact for blog followers: She used to be a flight attendant. IN THE 1930s. How cool is that?)