When we arrived home from work last night, Grammy informed us that the girls wanted nothing to do with Allyson, the only dark-haired preemie. She said that Allie had thrown her around and kept dumping her in Em's crib at naptime.
When bedtime rolled around, I told Allie that she needed to bring Allyson with her. I carried both Allie and Ally upstairs, placing Ally in Allie's crib.
This is what I found when I checked in on her.
It was just the cutest thing ever.