Kivrin spent longer in her carseat this afternoon than in the entire rest of her life combined as we drove to Collinsville for Grandma Staley’s funeral. Overall the baby caravan went smoothly, since she slept most of the time but sitting in fast food parking lots to nurse adds a lot of extra minutes to the formerly 5 hour drive. I also survived a spectacular diaper changing failure and Dan came out of Panera’s to find the baby’s outfit soaked, a big mess of stuff scattered in the backseat and mommy in dire need of assistance. A funeral was a sad reason to come home for a visit, but everyone was pleased to meet the newest Staley.

New pictures coming soon.

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