One month later.
~Kade~
The preparations were in full swing. Layla and our daughter were up in the room getting dressed, and they had been informed not to come downstairs. Cara and Graham were filling the balloons with helium and sending them up on strings. The doors were ordained with tassels in pink, blue, and gold. Because of everything that has happened since pretty much the beginning of Layla’s arrival here, she never got a baby shower. Anna and Cara made the case that even though the baby had been born, she should still experience the celebration. And I couldn’t agree more.
Everyone was helping around the house, making pastries, putting out tables, and filling every surface with ornaments and gifts.
Danielle was throwing out orders to everyone, telling them what to do a
