So a wedding post wouldn't be complete without some baby drama. Meet Molly and Cole. They were, of course, the cutest 3-month-old babies at the wedding (though I have to admit I am a little partial to Molly). They both struggled all day. Lots of people were trying to hold them. They missed their regular beds, their regular quiet homes, and their regular eating schedules. Molly slept for about a half hour in her stroller and then slept for about 20 minutes at home. That was it . . . for the whole day. I asked Maddie how Cole had done and she said he was about the same.
The best part for these two culminated in the women's bathroom. Both babies needed clean diapers. Molly had stopped screaming mometarily, but Cole came in and was giving us all a piece of his mind. Molly heard this mysterious cry laying on the counter behind her. Her lip quivered. She screamed! Cole, hearing a cry that definitely was not his own, settled down for just a second and listened. Then, he started to cry again. Molly stopped for a second. Then, she started up again. Cole's turn. Molly's turn. Cole's turn. Molly's turn. This went on until Maddie and I were laughing so hard we couldn't stop. Oh crazy children.
I texted Maddie today to see how Cole was doing. Both babies slept all night and most of the day. Phew!!
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