The Baby spent the night. So did Baloo the dog. She crowed over him, patting his lustrous fur and grinning and giggling.

We sang songs and read stories and played games. In the morning, after getting up a couple of times to feed her and calm her, I was not fully awake. I lay down on the sofa with the Baby and Baloo joined us. We were a sofa full of sleepy creatures like The Napping House.

We got up properly about 6:30. I made oatmeal with dried cranberries and my husband fed the Baby while I ate mine.

#1 daughter showed up about then to pick up the Baby.

Baloo is staying on for a few more days.