Nana informed us it was TIME to teach Sophia to ride a real bike without the training wheels. Whoops. Somehow it just hadn't occurred to us yet. Put it on the list.
She stayed a whole week. Got here on Friday when we got home from the hospital----stocked the fridge, made the dinners, got the girls ready every morning, sent them off to school, cleaned my house, kept up my laundry, took the girls on daily bike rides to the park, decorated sugar cookies, made Gingerbread houses because... we still had the kit and why not? and snuggled my darling baby boy in her spare moments. And made me feel like everything was warm and cozy and lovely and perfect, because --- well, she's my mom--- and everything's just right when she's around.