This was also your first exposure to fireworks, or so we think, since your mother claims that you were wide awake and kicking like crazy during the shows on Saturday and Sunday night. It was either that, or the sheer enjoyment of the sugar rush caused by an enormous funnel cake doused with apple pie filling and cinnamon and sugar. This time next year, you will be 10 months old, and may actually be able to enjoy them OUT of the womb.
As of today, you are 53 days away from our due date. Time is definitely flying by at this point. Mom met with a pediatrician this morning that she felt very comfortable with, so it looks like Dr. Charles Friedel will be our new "family" doctor. Kind of sounds weird to think that I will soon have a full blown "family," let alone an actual "family" doctor, but this is just ONE more thing that I will have to get used to.
Spent time yesterday with Grandma and Grandpa T, as well as some of our family friends that we grew up with in the Hills. We sat around watching old family movies of me, your Aunt Amy, Barbie, and bunch of other neighborhood kids playing tee ball, and I must admit, I am already proud of the potential you have, even though you are only the size of a large jicama, whatever the hell that is (see pic to below). I will have to wait a bit longer to test your throwing, catching, setting, and hitting prowess, but I already know that you can kick the inside of a womb!!!
That will do for today. I did get in a few holes of golf over the weekend, a luxury that will surely be cut back once you make your grand entrance. I am still feverishly trying to cram in as many "non-family-related" good times as possible. My fear is that this will cause me to go through much worse golf withdrawal than I anticipated, but regardless, I am sure enjoying it now!!Till the next time
Dad
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