Juniper comes home...

We waited. After an early wake up, several play sessions, leftover croissants for breakfast...

 

After singing Christmas songs, together and solo (not me!), and working through a Christmas activity book...

We learned what I know too well: releasing a person (let alone three people!) from the hospital takes time. When the young parents text me that it may be after lunch before they bring Juniper home, I decide that I need to distract Primrose from the wait. 

What better activity than to bake cookies! My daughter's house is so well organized that I have no problem finding needed ingredients. Primrose and I set to work.

I will have made more Christmas cutout cookies this year than ever before!

Thank you Wash Post for including a good recipe where you don't have to keep the dough refrigerated for endless hours before baking! 

And just as Primrose sits down to lunch, her sister comes home.

(Still in her baby cap...)

 

(cap off: lots of hair!)

Juniper is the seventh baby I have held close to my heart and I have to say, I have to marvel at how special each one is and how different from the others!

Oh, she sleeps, she cries (but not that much, at least that's today's verdict), she yawns, she snuggles in bliss into mommy's fold...

But she also appears to be mesmerized by her new environment (which I know she cant really see, but she hears it well!)

So Primrose has a sister. The young parents have two girls. I run a few errands for them and then I leave them for the night. I decided to overnight at a hotel just a short walk away. These guys need that first night alone as the new young family. I'll see them again tomorrow.

Juniper, you just knocked the socks off of all of us! Welcome. 

With so much love...

(Out of my hotel room window: Chicago)