I woke up on Saturday after 8 hours of restful sleep, and I immediately went to see if it was time to pay the piper. The night had actually gone pretty well for the piper, but I decided to pay anyway and took the wee lass... after hitting the shower.
The morning went pretty well, and when noon rolled around, we started looking forward to a visit from our dear friends Adam and Natalie of Sehti.com. They had basically lied to us by telling us they were in town anyway when in fact they had taken a significant detour from Lincoln City, their first day off in something like two years, to come see us, bringing Indian food in the process (Yes, they are angels). Grace immediately took to Natalie, and likewise, Natalie immediately took to Grace. Grace liked Adam too, and was pretty impressed by what a real beard looks like. After a couple of very nice hours catching up, during which the first video of Grace was taken and my parents and sister arrived, they excused themselves and headed back to Portland.
Mum and Dad were up on a whirlwind tour of their children and grandchild. They spent a good chunk of the afternoon with us, but it was too short. Mum use to get Mondays off (4 day work week), but that was recently revoked because of the improving economy (there's too much to get done). Now, she's running herself ragged on the weekends to see her kids.
Everyone was, of course, still taken with Grace. Having all the extra hands around allowed me to attempt using the Moby for the first time, which was pretty entertaining. Good conversation had the minutes flying by, and before too long, we were saying our adieus, and looking forward to catching them on their trip back home from Portland the next day.
In the evening, Grace was pretty alert, and we enjoyed playing with her a bit. Betsey hit the hay relatively early, and I managed to coax Grace to sleep by about midnight. We slept for 3 hours, woke, bottle fed, and then went back to sleep for 4 hours. Betsey was interrupted by the bottle feeding (unfortunately), but was still able to sleep solidly well into the morning.
May 23rd
The morning seemed so much more hopeful with two well rested parents. Betsey roused from her sleep around 10, and we enjoyed some breakfast and play time with Grace. We milled about the house until the afternoon, when my folks stopped in on their return trip home. Mum had not slept all night because Dad had managed to snore all night long. She looked awful, but still managed to smile a ridiculous amount while holding Grace.
Mum and Dad's visit overlapped with my return to indoor soccer. I left them with Betsey and Grace and headed out for some much needed physical activity. Our game didn't start out very well, with an early 0 - 2 deficit. Our star player soon picked up the slack and brought us back to even with our opponents. The game carried on with a lot of back and forth scoring, including a score in the last few seconds by the opposing team. The final score? 8 - 7, with yours truly racking up 1 goal and 1 assist. It was my best game ever, and one of our only wins.
After the game, my friend LeeAnn produced a little box for Grace. I took it home and opened it with Betsey. It is the cutest little locally hand crafted wooden rattle. The present was made even cooler in that as we played with it, we realized that Grace was, for the first time, actually moving her head to follow objects and sounds. She followed the new rattle and her little elephant friend around. It was a pretty great moment, as we watched her level up and gain a new skill, if I may geek up her milestones a bit.
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