A picture worth many words of praise!

PRAISE GOD: No oxygen tubing! Both have been off oxygen since Sunday morning (our time). I love Isaac's photo-bomb in the background! Gracie's giving me her cold shoulder because she didn't want me to take a picture. :)

This is what we found tonight. Marcie climbed out of her crib into Gracie's toddler bed. (Grace is the only one in a bed so far. She was ready!) 

Yesterday I asked Marcie who she loved more: Gracie or Mommy. With her darling grin she said, "Gacie!" Gracie is her absolute favorite, hands-down. Marcie had to repeatedly hug and kiss her before bed last night. "I haf'a kiss Gacie. I haf'a hug Gacie. I haf'a kiss Gacie 'gain." (Translation: I have to kiss/hug Gracie again.) Gracie just giggled.

Often when Marcie gets something she'll say she needs to get one for "Gacie" too: a diaper, a dress, a cup, a bowl, a snack, a toy, a pacifier, a blanket, whatever!

Gracie DID object to Marcie suctioning her with a bulb syringe when her nose was so plugged. Marcie offered several times . . .