Papa Bear
Yesterday morning, as I was packing my bag, Barry called his grandpa to wish him a happy birthday. It was a sweet conversation between grandson and grandfather, but what really got me was when Barry started describing me to his grandpa.
Hearing Barry talk about the pregnancy and my very apparent belly made me realize how much he does listen and pay attention. I think I forget how excited he is, not because we don’t talk about it, but more because I don’t get to hear Barry share his perspective with others as often as I’d like.
Hearing him describe the total and utter dance party that HBaby had the other night, along with other tidbits of information, brought a smile to my face…I’ve been doing that a lot lately because of him.
All Packed
Barry confessed this morning that when he had given me the information earlier this week about where we were going 2-3 hours might have been a bit of a stretch. We’ll get there in less than 2 hours because we’re going to…….
Seabeck!
I didn’t even know such a place existed and we’re both guessing that there might only be 1 stop sign and maybe a place to buy milk. We’ve got some new recipes to try out, books to read, shoes to stroll in, boats to float in (for the non-pregnant person in our party), and music to listen to, let the vacation begin!
Seabeck, here we come!