Today is my dad's birthday. He would have been 71.
I hope he's loving all the cake and ice cream he wants in heaven. Every possible flavor and absolutely no tummy ache or brain freeze or any of those other things us mortals have to deal with.
I miss you Dad. I wish you were still here so we could help you blow out the candles.
Happy Birthday Daddy. I love you.
Random thoughts and life doings of a spaz who is being forced to be a grownup against her will.
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Friday, July 3, 2015
Spoiler Alert
Before I was even pregnant dr soc and I knew we wanted to be surprised on the sex of the baby. You would think that my penchant for spoilers and Mike's loathe of them would lead to an impasse, but we actually completely agree on this. And while not everyone wants to wait to find out (not going to name names, mother-in-law) and we don't give a hoot what other parents-to-be want to do, we're pleased as punch to wait for our baby.
However the rest of the baby stuff world doesn't make our choice the easiest. I was looking for clothes for my little one when they arrive and I came to the conclusion our poor little turkey* is going to be naked. In the winter! My poor cold naked baby!
*sorry honey, the name just stuck
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