I love Lucy.

I traveled to SC this past weekend to meet the newest member of the family, little L Dubs, Lucy Loo. Lucy Goosy, monkey face.  I love her!  She is so sweet and really looks just like her Daddy.  I left the munchkin at the lake with JJ & Ferg...I really didn't think we needed three adults, two toddlers, an infant, three cats and a dog all at the same time.  Chaos!  It was sad to leave her...apparently Bailey lived on as her imaginary friend while I was gone.  She loves her cousin!  And Bailey asked me why Sylvie lives with JJ & Ferg now.  Hmmm.  I think she'd like to...tonight I asked her if she was happy to be at home with just Mommy and she said no, she's going back up to JJ's house.  And when I asked her where Ferg is, she said, "JJ"s house."  I guess she knows at a young age that JJ rules the roost.

Takes a bottle like a little piglet.

First beach trip!

Beach baby.

Cooing.

Just like a little Nate.

I was sort of scared/excited to travel by myself and stay in a hotel alone.  I haven't done that in a really long time.  I thought I might get lots of sleep...error.  One night I freaked myself out so bad that I got a stomach cramp from tensing up so quickly.  Who cares how illogical it it that there just might be a bad man behind the curtains?  Of course I know it's stupid to think that he just walked across the room into the bathroom and was biding his time before he got me.  And I needn't admit that I actually thought in my head, "I've had a good life.  If this is the way I'm going to go, let's get it over with.  Carey will notice when I don't show up at her house in the morning and will alert the authorities before the stench of my rotting corpse alerts the management."  I have a problem.

Ready for bed!

I made it out there safe and sound, albeit bored out of my mind.  South Georgia is the pit.  We thought the Ferguson curse had struck again when Bailey proceeded to barf all night long when I arrived, prompting a quarantine.  Since I had puked my guts out the preceding day after a bout with some undiscovered MSG, we didn't want to risk the transmission of whatever was ailing her.  But we decided she consumed too much pool water that day and was probably just solving that dilemma in her own upchucking way.  I pushed through the curse and barely put Lucy down the entire weekend.  Bailey was way more interested in my iphone and the fact that I'd shown up sans Sylvie, bad Aunt Katie.  I'm never enough.  But she is a mess and such a funny little girl...sassy pants but sweet too.  She loves that little sister!  They will have so much fun growing up together, just like her mommy and me.

I got some shopping done, drank a lot of Starbucks, and we spent a morning at the beautiful beach on Hilton Head.  Doing chores for Carey is always fun, too...helping her clean out her closet yielded me a lot of loot!  It was a great trip and it makes me super sad that we live so far apart.  I'm not sure when I'll see them again so I had to soak up as much niece sugar as I could.  I am thrilled to be able to share all of Sylvie's clothes with Loo just like we got to share Bailey's.  Girls are so fun.

My dad's rendition of PKing.

Sylvie had a ball, of course, and learned to sleep in the Bunkhouse in preparation for us all fitting in our own special spot when we are all there at the same time.  I think she pretty much wears herself and my parents out.  She ended up in our bed last night, woke me up at 7 am, and we've had a pretty terrible day today since in terms of her attitude...going from full attention to doing chores at home is a hard adjustment.  Add to that her peeing all over my bed when she's been potty trained for several months has not made for a great day.  As we speak she's still crying in her room, not wanting to go to bed.  Aarrgghh.  And to think I was trying to catch baby fever at my sister's...maybe not?


God Bless and hears praying for a quiet night,
Katie