Super Sunday

So on top of Super Saturday in the previous post, we had a Super Sunday as well.

Sunday morning we broke out the cleaning supplies when we heard that we were going to see Emily (who has more pictures of our day together).

Mark, Emily's daddy, went where no man has gone before and volunteered to watch both the brood and his own child while Emily's mommy and I went shopping at a very long ago planned shopping trip at a consignment sale on Sunday and then, gasp, out to lunch. Three cheers for Mark because for all the people who say they don't know how I do it, I'm not sure how he did it because when we got back, my house was cleaner than when we left and all Stuber children were napping. And when they did wake up, he had even kept Elaine in pink even though there was a clothing change necessary after lunch.

I even hear that the boys at least didn't clobber poor Emily.




Seriously. I can't get them to all get in the same frame for a photo. I have no idea how he did it.





What's up Elvis?


And here is Emily. I just want to say that this is the most engaging baby I have ever met. Not only will she come straight to you and let you love on her, she acts like she's been patiently waiting for you to come do that all morning. And even across a room, that girl has a way of connecting with you like she is hanging on your every word, and you can just see the conversation building behind those sparkly eyes. It's like she has so much to say and she wants so badly to just walk across the room and have a cup of coffee with you.


We're so glad we got to see you.





And yep. Daddy is home. Look for the reunion later.