Of course, she didn't spend the whole day there...more like two hours, but it still counts.
Two weeks from today my life of leisure is over, and it's back to reality. No more sitting around eating bonbons and ignoring the baby for me! I'm going back to work.
To prepare our little tater tot for the transition, we brought her to her new home-away-from-home today.
I'm always proud of my Madeline when we get to show her off to new people. She's such a good baby, and she's so god-damned cute! She was so awed by her surroundings today that she spent the entire time turning her head this way and that to get a better look at her new digs. She was also quite curious about the other babies, especially when they started crying. Up till now, I think she thought she was the loudest person on the planet. She was wrong.
It's so fun to see a room full of babies. It's a magical, lollipop-colored world where everyone is toothless and happy...until someone wants their chicken nuggets N.O.W. and suddenly all hell breaks lose. Sigh, it's a much simpler place.
And while Madeline learned that she is not the only baby on this planet, she certainly is still the most fashionable. Her baby boots (Thanks Emily :) and skinny jeans were a major hit, as were her chubba cheeks and bald spot.
It was adorable watching some of the older babies toddle up to Madeline and stare at her. She's going to make lots of baby friends. (Hopefully none of them are bad influences on her like that no-good baby from down the hall who she keeps sneaking out with at night. I might have to take her cellphone away from her if she keeps it up.)
Eric and I even left her there for about an hour while we went and got lunch. It was very strange leaving my baby with strangers, but I don't doubt their abilities to care for our precious cargo. They obviously know their babies, and that's worth its weight in gold.