It’s kind of hard to type with both a baby and a laptop on your lap, it turns out, but it is awfully warm and cozy. I make my own little travel furnace with my favorite accessories!
So far I am torn as to my favorite part of this trip. It’s a very close race between:
1) Sophia has stranger anxiety, and cries whenever someone other than her parents or brothers hold her… except that she also loves me—she never cried for me, not even the first time I picked her up. I feel like a superhero, what with this proof positive of my Baby Whisperer status. (As I said to Kira yesterday, I feel a little bad being so pleased that she clearly loves me best. Heh.)
2) Several times a day, Kira and I will say exactly the same thing at the same time to one of her boys, proving once and for all that we share a communal Mom Mind. My favorite was last night, when one of the boys—who had just been berating one of his brothers for “TMI” suddenly announced, “Hey, I think my boxers are on backwards!” and Kira and I—on opposite sides of the room—both responded in unison, “SPEAKING of TMI….”