Heidi and I are going to our (most likely) last DR’s appointment before our baby boy is born! We can’t wait. Heidi can’t wait the most, though! Funny how God designed a woman to so desire to carry the child in the womb at first, and then towards the end do nearly anything to get that kid out. Interesting….
We had one of our most special Christmases this year. Just the two of us…um, three of us. Unlike the Kranks, we did not boycott Christmas, but we did buck the trend of visiting every living relative and driving hours and hours. So we had a quaint breakfast of blueberry pancakes, opened gifts from family and each other, and then sat down for a home-cooked ham dinner, prepared by yours truly.
Later in the afternoon we drove three houses down our road to have supper and dessert at Heidi’s cousin’s house and there I was introduced to countless Chute relatives. I got to jam with some incredible musicians. My distant third or fourth cousin removed thrice and then squared once played my favoritest instrument in the world: uilleann pipes. If you’re wondering what you could get me for my birthday or Christmas next year, look no further and shop here: Lark in the Morning Store.