I’ve been friends with Marissa since fourth grade – that’s twenty years as of right now. I can’t think very hard about that. We got pregnant around the same time – she was three months ahead of me – but since we’re both new moms, we haven’t been able to fly for months, and just got to see each other again for the first time in a year.
Isn’t Mitchell adorable?
Matt, Eva, and I had dinner at Tata’s that night. Just to prove that not everything was roses and smiles on this trip, there was a meltdown that night. I’m always stressed in the moment, but I love crying pictures.
Matt employed his special calming powers, and Eva rebounded in time for family photos.
This is such a classic example of first grandchild syndrome. Do you think a baby could get any more attention?