Meeting Ori

An adventure into The City today to meet little Ori, son of Teri and Dickie who was born a mere 12 hours after Eliza this summer. Even though our families are only 41 miles away, they've never met Eliza either. And when you add in that Trisha and her son Kieren (Kee-ran, I'm butchering the spelling for sure) are in town, we had to stop by. Tami and Tiffany, Trisha and Teri's sisters (for those of you having trouble following along, yes all the sister's names start with a T) also came by to meet all the little ones and visit all together. Morgan had a blast running around their old City house, up and down the stairs and Trisha colored with her a bit. Everyone passed around children so at any one time 2 people had no child to monitor. It was nice to see everyone again and finally meet Ori.

After a long drive home Morgan and Eliza were ready to climb into bed. Morgan wanted only 1 book instead of her usual 2 and closed her eyes as I left the room. My mother will simply adore this next part of the story. I hear a sudden cry from her room and open the door to see her getting out of bed. Does she have to goto the bathroom? Is she in pain? No. "We have to brush my teeth Daddy!" In all the rush to get them into bed, I had neglected to brush her teeth.