Pristine Sleep

So I had minor (and by that I mean really minor) surgery a couple of weeks back. My sisters Julie and Ellen came to help out. It's a sad day when you actually look forward to surgery so you can sleep--the pristine sleep of general anesthetic. I cringe to admit that it's the best sleep I've had in FIVE YEARS. Hands down. Upon returning home I was presented a lovely plate of snacks in bed. Then I took a three hour nap. Three hours!! People, there are no words for that kind of desperately needed break.
Sadly, by the time I came out of the fog (two short, short days later) my sisters were on their way back to Utah and I felt cheated of their company...but my girls had the time of their lives.
I was not really up for picture taking myself so here are some (terrible quality scans) of pictures Julie took while here.

I include the following shot for reasons unknown to me. As I type I'm second guessing it. But this is exactly what I look like the day after surgery...at the grocery store.

There are so few pics of me with my girls. Fewer of me with just Caroline. Julie took this while we did some singing. Itsy Bitsy Spider, Pat-a-Cake, and Popcorn Popping.