So much aplomb, in fact, that she was completely and bonelessly asleep when we got to the Hechts’. We brought her inside in the car bucket, put her within earshot, and commenced to the chatting and cooking and laughing we normally pursue when we meet up with the BFFs.
And pursue it we did, until close to midnight. Piper did most of her night’s One Big Sleep while we were stuffing our faces, unfortunately, which meant a) minimal cuddle time for Piper with Kathryn and Toni and b) a frisky, lively baby for a lot of the rest of the night and morning. Both Kate and I feel like we’ve been stuck on “Frappé” for the last 10 hours.
The clutter and detritus on the surfaces around the apartment is starting to encroach a little; the urge to just sweep all of it into garbage bags and then toss the lot is running high, but I suppose we’ll sort the fruit and cats from the envelopes and stick blenders before throwing them out.