baby says - home is best.

We just subjected our baby to a perfectly miserable ride home from visiting my parents for the weekend. There was screaming. Constant, heartwrenching screaming. She is not one of those children who you can get to sleep by putting her in the car. She hates the car. She hates being strapped down in her seat, and of course, mean Mommy refuses to let her ride in the car without being in the seat. The horrors! I know. Anyway, now that she is finally at home, she is going nuts with all the happy flailing and stretching and bouncing. M (who has bedtime duty) is a bit concerned that the child is never going to want to go to sleep because she is so very happy to be at home. Is it really a surprise that I have produced an antisocial child? No? She's also exhausted, though. People really do take it out of her.

Did I mention that my niece has decided that she wants to go to Sweden with us at some point? I had mentioned that I wanted to take her sometime, but that's been months ago. Suddenly, she has started a Sweden Fund, and taken a book out of the library (!) and learned how to say a couple of phrases. I was so, so afraid that M was going to have no idea what she was saying, but he figured it out, thank goodness, and taught her how to pronounce it correctly. M and Whitley are great buds these days. She's also decided to take up the mandolin, which her uncle M is pretty pleased about. He is already speaking of the mandolin he wants to build for her if she stays with it. It is likely to be green. :) I don't know when we will make it back to Sweden again, really. It will be pretty nice to have her with us now, though, because she'll be able to help us with the baby. :)

Nice weekend so far. Happy that there is another day of it. This promises to be a busy, busy week. :)