Especially Daisy's Nanny Phi who not only jumped in the car at the crack of dawn to drive 4 hours to the hospital, but braved the 2-days-before-Thanksgiving mob at the grocery store, cooked, cleaned, and put up with my hormonally-heightened OCD.
Poppy was a good Papa Bear too, sending me flowers (Daisies of course!) at the hospital with a note telling me I did a "good job". And when able to make the drive up, he made Daisy and I a homemade birthday cake. Yellow, with pudding and hand-grated Ghirardelli chocolate in the mix cake, to be exact.
They even cooked M and I a Thanksgiving feast, as well as turkey soup the next day, then stocked our freezer full of all the left over goodies.
Didn't have to lift a finger, just the Daisy-Dot.
So if I didn't tell you while you were here: THANKS Mommy and Daddy! Lova you both!
Love,
N, M & Little D
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