Crazy

Whoops: forgot to take an awake picture today, but here she is fast asleep.

Julie's mom is staying with Lyla this weekend while Julie and I go to Salt Lake City for our friend's wedding. Saturday will be Julie's first day, sunrise to sunset, when she won't see Lyla. I will be available for emotional support.

Grandma Jackie has her work cut out for her, but she's up for it. Grandmas are crazy. We had a whole basket full of Lyla's clean clothes that we hadn't gotten around to folding. "Oh, I'll fold these," she said without a hint of eye roll or resentment.

"Are you insane?" I inquired politely.

"I like to fold baby clothes," she replied, effectively answering my question.

I also mentioned that since we're flying out tomorrow and it's a Friday, she could take Lyla to daycare and have some time for herself before being hardcore caretaker on Saturday and Sunday.

"Oh hell no." And that was that. Craaaaazy. Thank God.