Crepes, Wagons and Gettin' Clean! (AKA Grandparent Visit #1)

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Last Wednesday my mom and Harry came down for a few days. It had been a couple of months since they had visited, so it was good to see them and for Trinity to have some good Grandma and Grandpa time. My mom loves taking care of Trinity and she's really good at it. Some people are wired for babies and my mom is one of them. The truth is that I am using this second baby as leverage to get her to move down to Baker. Selfish? Yes.

Nobody does bath time like Grandma!

Okay, I know that we saw Trinity in the glasses before, but this shows the context a little bit better. Everyone was cracking up, even Trinity. It was a really precious moment.

My mom seems to spend a lot of time thinking about things that Trinity needs. I know she spends more time on that topic than I do. Here is her newest: a wagon! She absolutely loves it. She just sits there and looks around. She doesn't even try to get out or move around too much. That in and of itself is a miracle! She has now been on several walks in the wagon and she's about as happy as a clam in her new Radio Flyer! Thanks G-ma and G-pa!

This picture is less grandparent-related: Trinity likes crepes. That's why you can't see them; they're in her belly already. And on her hands. And on her face. And just about everywhere else. This is your random cuteness of the day.

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