Baby and Me

This weekend was Jamboree. Tristan's extensive extended family in all their glory and merriment came to Indianapolis to spend the weekend drinking, eating, laughing and sweating in the Indiana humidity. They also came to admire my children and there was, in my opinion, sufficient admiration and adoration of all three kiddos. Cybele was a hit. Especially in this outfit.

I don't think it hurts that she is incredibly friendly and will happily spend time with any and all of her 8 million relatives. The first night of Jamboree I was busy with preparations and last minute details and I finally realized that hours had gone by and I had no idea where my Smelly Belly was. She was happily being passed from Great Aunt to Great Uncle to Cousin and then finally back to Nana. Doesn't she look pleased.

Well sadly after three nights of celebrations, slides, countless hamburgers, and games of cornhole, the Mitchell family and friends departed. This is how I felt after it was all said and done.

I can't wait until next year!