The Wagner Four toured the maternity ward last night in anticipation of soon becoming the Wagner Five. Grayson was very somber, sticking to his mantra of "I can't believe you guys are having another Lucie." He appreciated looking at the handprints and matching names on the wall of NICU graduates, and even found a Jesus, whose miraculous birth must have been before the recent remodel as there was definitely no mangers in sight.
Lucie had fallen on her way into the hospital, and was paranoid the entire time that a doctor would discover her injury and force an examination upon her. "Don't let dat lady see my knee," she'd say as she tugged her pant leg a little lower. And since the nurses frowned at jumping on the labor and delivery beds, the tour was of little interest to her 2-year-old mind.
Until we got to the nursery window. "Dare babies in dare!" she squealed with delight. "Hold me up! Hold me up so I can see dem babies!" There were four babies, all bundled up and hatted and looking like freshly baked loaves of bread, which the nurses were delighted to hold up to the window for us to admire. Rob literally had to restrain Lucie as she kicked and tried to jump through the nursery door. "My want to go in there! My want to rock does babies! My can wrap dem up! My want in there wight now!"
She's been blanketing her dollies and sashaying with them around the house ever since. She's our little mommy; except that she often carries a dolly in one hand and a pirate sword in the other.
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