My parents are being awesome grandparents. Post-Thanksgiving visit after my mother’s cataract surgeries, so my dad saw to both my mother and Vivienne over the weekend, and my mother saw to updating me on Vivienne.
I live within twenty miles, but I still haven’t met Vivienne because I don’t know where my brother lives and I can’t even find his phone number, but I haven’t really been well enough to visit a creature that hasn’t fully developed an immune system yet.
But cute, though, right?
The inevitable gay moment: I could deal with the headband much better if the onesie had a dropped waist and bugle-bead fringe, but I’m really into 1920s fashion at the moment. Sue me.