James welcomed today at 5:30am. That means that I had to do the same. A very bleary, slow-moving welcome.
I got a major pick up during my weekly run to Peets. It got me through the Farmers' Market with the kids and lunchtime. Now I am praying James goes down for his nap. He is cranky and fighting everyone & everything. And he yawned. So far, he is stalling. But at least he is in bed. I think.
His older sister is having a play date. Two older girls, having a tea party and painting their nails. The coffee is wearing off, and I wish I could have the nap!