So Brittiny and I are about to put together a Blog. We figured this would be the easiest way to update all y'all on the goings on of our little family.
We have a long weekend coming up, so hopefully we'll get some postings on the way. Brittiny's belly gets a little bigger every day, and Brooklyn appears to be training in there for some pre-natal gymnastics meet or something. A typical evening goes like this for us:
Enter Brandon, home from school. He walks up the Maltby Gardens apt. stairs and greets his wife in the kitchen.
Brandon: Hi babe (kiss). How's Brooklyn been today?
Brittiny: Gosh, she's moving around a TON today. I don't know what she's doing in there.
So that's pretty much it for us. Will update soon.
Out like parachute pants,
Brandon
1 comment:
You guys are such dorks, but we love you anyhow.
The visual image in my head of the obligatory "Happy Birthday Mr President" song just gets better with each passsing year. Thanks, Boo.
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