My wish for you is to always have a pleasant Valentine's Day. This year, it fell on a Sunday but we celebrated it over two days. On Saturday your Daddy bought me a dozen roses, ran to the grocery store for a few items, cleaned my car inside and out, and took it in for an oil change. I was able to start some seeds for our garden while he was out taking care of things on my to do list. It was so sweet and I appreciated it more than I probably have in the past. You see Baby, I'm getting big out here because you are getting big in there. I don't feel as mobile as I used to be, and this waddle is comical. My left foot and ankle turn into a cankle by 1pm if I do any kind of errands, and it is really sore by 5pm to the point of not wanting to walk on it at all. Oddly, it is JUST the left foot. On Sunday I had a lazy day and your Daddy brewed a batch of Wildflower Wheat. One of my all time favorites. I made a delicious steak and lobster dinner for us and all of a sudden it was as though the nesting vibe struck your Dad and he started to thoroughly clean every surface in the kitchen. I don't think I've ever seen this before, at least not to the extent he went last night. I am hoping for one more big burst of energy to come my way and help me finish any lingering tasks out there before you come. It's strange and exciting to think we have about four weeks left until we meet in person. Your room is virtually finished except for a couple of pictures to hang, but I am not going to sweat it at this point.
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