So we haven't posted for a loong time and as I was about to start catching up I saw this picture of my best friend Megan and decided she needed to know just how much I miss her! Megagail is what we called the orchard inbetween houses where we always met up (mostly before we could drive, but it has always remained a special place). I miss those summers meeting up on bike or canoe and later taking off in our volvos. Megan, there is no one like you, you are the best, and I can't wait to see you again!
The above is a pic. from a visit back in May. Looking at it I found some other pregnancy pictures that I never posted, even though I was asked. So even though they are irrelevant now, I was feeling sentimental (or something!) so I decided to post anyway--just for the heck of it---mostly for the record I guess.
Eight months.
One of the only profiles I posed for.
Two days overdue. Dean was such a punk---guess he was just too comfortable.
Dean is a loud, smiley, lovable 4 months old! I can see a ridge of teeth on top and bottom (although I guess that doesn't necessarily mean they're about to pop out), he's grabbing his feet, putting everything in his mouth, and talking to us like crazy. Oh and there is nothing he loves more than to stand and jump (with a little steadying from us).
So we haven't posted for a loong time and as I was about to start catching up I saw this picture of my best friend Megan and decided she needed to know just how much I miss her! Megagail is what we called the orchard inbetween houses where we always met up (mostly before we could drive, but it has always remained a special place). I miss those summers meeting up on bike or canoe and later taking off in our volvos. Megan, there is no one like you, you are the best, and I can't wait to see you again! 
Eight months.
One of the only profiles I posed for.
Two days overdue. Dean was such a punk---guess he was just too comfortable.
