Lately, we’ve been eeking out as much time together as possible from the long summer nights and weekends.
This past week, I made it to 37 weeks – officially full-term.
One last Indiana lake day, the rain held off, and the water was glorious.
Evelyn has been chattering little sentences, reading books, and pretending to feed us food.
But when she sleeps, she still is my baby girl.
An ebook was being written and is almost ready to be sent to the publishers.
We made blueberry muffins, and Zach harvested his crop of tomatoes.
An early morning zoo date was the perfect time to catch the tiger pacing.
Filled with two carseats, our car has basically become a two-door vehicle.
And in the back of our minds: baby boy could be here any day.