Last Friday and Saturday, we held a garage sale at our house. They were very long days and we all ended up exhausted. Sam, true to form, could not have been any sweeter.
He was either in his playpen in the front yard, in the living room (with the door open so I could see him), or being walked up and down the sidewalk by any one of us. He had to have been completely baffled by the people coming and going and by the piles of our stuff in the driveway. He took it all in stride.
Today, though, he is very happy to just be home with me and to cuddle, read books, and build towers.
Footnote: Our computer has a deadly virus and I am writing this as quickly as I can from my mother-in-law's house. I'll post when I can!
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