Auntie Shannon swallows her fear and holds her niece....

"Maybe next time." "We'll see tomorrow." RUBBISH. I said sit down in that chair, stood up and simply plopped Avery into auntie's lap (my arm was getting tired). I'm surprised she didn't get severe muscle cramping she was so stiff, but as time went by (and the lactic acidosis set in), she began to say "this isn't so bad." No, no it's not. I doubt there are many things on this earth that feel better.