Celeste peered into the crib and saw Lydia laying there contentedly and smiled. "Very quiet this morning indeed. Good morning, Lydia." She picked the infant up and cradled her in her arms. Celeste took a moment to straighten up her hair a bit since she couldn't find a hairbrush gentle enough. Abbie had calmed down quite a bit, although she stayed fussy since she was also hungry. So Celeste handed her granddaughter off to Delphine who was out in the living room so she could feed Abigail.<br/><br/>"Oh yes, she was all over the house last night. She found her way into my room and then she ran across the house into your room. Mom, she slipped into you and I had to go wake her up." Celeste blinked in confusion but was quick to remember how cold she had been during the night.<br/><br/>"Huh... That makes sense actually. I thought maybe it was just a draft." Celeste looked at Lydia. "You cheeky little thing. So does this mean I'll be able to see her now?" Delphine shrugged and stated she wasn't sure while the family moved to the table to talk there.