I after talking to 4 people at the pharmacy when I got there this afternoon, I picked up Aubrey's prevacid. The first person didn't think it had been made. The second person swore she made it. The third person rang me up. The fourth person asked if I had been helped, and what did I need again? Oh wait--there were five! The fifth person actually brought me the medicine. Whew. They were very nice though. The kid that rang me up (seriously, he was probably 17) asked me to verify Aubrey's birthday. When I told him, he said, "Aw, just a little thing, huh?" I replied with, "actually, she's huge. You should have seen her when she was born." Then I just smiled.
A friend of mine that lives a couple of hours away had to bring her daughter into town today for a cheerleading competition, so thankfully they got to stop by to see Aubrey (I'm under no illusions--she wanted to see the baby. I just happened to be the one there holding the baby.). Anyway, it was good to see them, and I think they enjoyed seeing the kid they've been praying for in person. If Aubrey grows up to be as sweet as Cami, my friend's daughter, she'll be doing pretty well.
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| Cami and Nicole visiting us |
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| Aubrey and I matched today, and I didn't even do it on purpose. Thus begins us walking out of our respective rooms dressed in the same colors and one of us having to go back and change (my mom and I still do this from different states). |
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