Last night, LP hung out with our kid while Jonathan and I hobnobbed with the big wigs of the conference where J works. I interacted with the president of Furman, Elon, ASU, and Wofford as well as others. By "interacted" (thats for you mert) I mean spoke to, sat at the same table as, stood behind in the buffet line, overheard talking to someone else, etc. I did actually speak with Furman's esteemed, Dr. Shi. He claimed to remember me but then he called my dad a saint and then I knew he was faking.Kiran had a ball with LP last night and slept 13 hours without a peep.
Here is Kiran's crib! Today I bought crib sheets, washed them and put them on. I also picked out pictures to go in her frame and picked them up at CVS. I still haven't picked up the drill.
5 comments:
Y'all (and the crib!) look nice! Is than an Indian stole I spy?
You look really beautiful in this picture.
Fun!
yes e-rob! It is! I wore a kurta underneath too. I was going for the ethnic look that night.
Thank you Alicia. That is sweet.
Don't you just love those events? You feel like such a grown-up and think, "when did this happen?"
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