30 days until my parents finally get to meet Peanut when Curt and I travel to Cleveland for a cousin’s wedding. I think Dad is bringing red licorice. I’ve tried to tell him that Peanut is still too young for red licorice, but it really just doesn’t matter. Y’all know my dad?
Abe’s 1st bed came in the mail yesterday fromDuluth. It’s gi-normous and fluffy and navy and perfect. He, of course, preferred equally-gi-normous the box it came in. Kids are weird.
A dear friend of ours is getting engaged tonight. Looks like we’ll be headed to Fargo before the end of the year. I guess chicks from Fargo really are hot.
Baby Jane turns one today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Dance nekid for all EastTown to see, baby!
Baby Jane’s mom told us at our wedding that Kate+Curt=skinny, abnormally fast, sarcastic kids.
I don’t think she’s far off. What do you see for Peanut?