We had a grand time with my dad and Marla. Emma fell in love with them of course, and fawned over them all night. She made more pictures for them than they could carry home. She told them she wants to name her preemie baby diarrhea, and that me and daddy kiss too much, and that she wants to come to their house. Dinner was scrummy, and hectic. Why is it when you get 8 people in the house for dinner everything suddenly gets frantic and in no time Im sweating buckets. It was fine tho. Katie made a great Caeser salad and a low fat dessert....AND cleaned up all the dishes. Yay!

Tomorrow Amanda and I have some appointments at florists to talk about $wedding flowers$. Should be fun.