Welp, there she is. Still due in September, and everything cooking quite nicely. Spent about 3 hours today in the “high-risk” office due to Shannon’s “advanced maternal age.” And she says it with as much tongue in her 37-year-old cheek as I do in my 31-year-old cheek.
Anyhoo, kid’s doing fine. Mom’s doing fine. And Dad’s gonna have another princess to deal with this fall.