Doctor's appointment was fine today. No new information. Strong heartbeat, as usual. Good stuff. Cale rolled around on the floor for a good half hour, so there's no telling what brand of typhoid he brought home.
Got everything (almost) ready to head home in the morning. We are, of course, waiting on toys and such until last thing. We got Cale some headphones for the trip, so we will see how that goes. I'll be sure to take a pic for you.
Hopefully the dogs won't be jerks, (I'm looking at you, Kahne) and the trip home will be smooth. We are going to the wool festival Friday, so I'm totally excited about the food. :)
Sent you a box today, so I guess you'll get it in about two weeks or so. I'm annoyed that a child on a raft can get to Key West faster than you get care packages... Totally joking... Because, sharks, and because I'd try to raft out of there, too.
Anyway, long day tomorrow, so I'm going to try to sleep. Love you forever. Muah.





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