If you remember, my mother-in-law hasn’t decided on what she wants Bean to call her, but the last I heard, “walrus” was still on the table.
So…. early last week, the walrus came to visit. She came in spite of recently having one of her tonsils out bc she wanted to see her daughter while she was still just her daughter and not yet a mother herself. The next time we see her, we will have a grandchild to introduce her to.
After she left, I found this in the crib. The blanket was my wife’s when she was a baby. This woman is goofy and I’m lucky that she’s my mother-in-law.