
I stayed up too late, but here's another layout! These won't be new pictures to anyone who reads the blog, because the blog is basically my journaling!

recovery room and boy was she mad! She was crying so hard, it made me so happy to hear her little voice! But of course, the nurse said she'd been asking for DaDa since she woke up. typical daddy's girl. For about the next 20 minutes she was inconsolable. I guess I would be too if I woke up with strange people in green clothing, my ears hurt and i felt all funky from anestesia. Kind of like a close encounter, hmmm. Anyway, we stayed for about a half hour to make sure she didn't have a reaction then headed back to pickup L. She sang the whole way home, well up until the block before our house. Then the combo of anestesia and driving got the better of her tummy. But after a few naps and a little bit of clinginess we have our little Eden back better than new! Hopefully this will help her sleep better and keep our visits to the doctor to a minimum. Right now she and Eden are dancing around my bedroom to 'All American Regects'. Yep, she's fine:)

