Some fathers come home to hear their son’s exciting news about catching a lizard or building a rock castle. I came home today to Danny’s surprise that Aunt Carol gave us a new diaper bag for the baby.

Danny is looking forward to having a little brother or sister. He recently started giggling whenever he sees a baby on TV.

Kathy and I went to our first Better Birth refresher class last Thursday night. In the middle of class (through which we kept laughing) Kathy hit me with the sobering news that she was due in 5 weeks and 2 days. No longer counting months.

Over the weekend she started having frequent Braxton-Hicks contractions. She got fairly upset on Sunday because she realized the time is near. She hasn’t really been thinking about it through all the hussle and bussle associated with moving.

Friday night we had everyone over for dinner club. Frank was amazed at how everything seemed to fit like we had been living here for a while. Last time he saw it was the frantic Sunday afternoon move. Everything was stacks and boxes.

Newborn Brian slept the entire time in Nicole’s bed. Nicole, Danny and Eric spent the night at Gramalie’s and had an early birthday party for Danny. He got a nerf bow & arrow set. Looks just like Robin Hood when he pulls the bow. He has a hard time because he can only squint the wrong eye.

We went on our longest walk yet. On the way Patty stopped us to chat, walked us through her house to see the deck she has to paint. She had just painted the garage floor and was having a hard time getting it to dry.