The village arrives ...

The grandparents have arrived!

After weeks of teething (Nate), moodiness (Mela) and just plain exhaustion (mine), we finally get some relief. My parents just rolled into town (with my brother) and now the guards outnumber the inmates.

And I can get some discipline advice and recuperate. I have a theory finally for why I've been sick for the last million years and am going to put some plans in action.

No idea what's wrong with Mela (other than being two?) but a couple solid weeks with Grandma should help. I've also vowed to dedicate some quality time with my more neglected first child (without the Loud One).

Not sure what that means exactly but I see a lot of Go Fish in my future.