We found this shirt while shopping in Miami this weekend. Every girl needs a super-dog and a super-horse as a sidekick.
The ultrasound showed that everything checked out as normal. Super has long legs, which we are not sure where that came from. Perhaps I am hogging all the torso genes, which left more leg for the baby. I am no genetics expert, but I am sure that's how that works. Super continues to be on the move and I can feel her more and more these days. Parker got to feel a good THUMP while we were on vacation, but we are still waiting for Rick to have that experience.
In other non-baby related news, today is the 40th birthday of the king of slugs and snails and puppy dog tails, our dear brother Patrick! He was the first and last boy to be birthed on our branch of the family tree and he is definitely holding his own. His birthday was the reason we were down in Miami and we had a fabulous time. Patrick makes 40 look a lot like 30 and has taken all of the fun out of calling him old, because he could soundly out-run, out-bike, or just about out-anything any one of his younger (or older) family members. Plus, I am guessing he probably still hits pretty hard, so I will just continue to praise him for his youthful spirit and appearance and pray some of those genes were shared amongst the rest of the siblings.
So happy birthday to our dear Happy. I hope you have a great day. More tales from the "Sober Adventures in Miami" to follow in the coming days....
A girl! Oh, I'm so very happy.
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