Are We There Yet? Are We There Yet? Are We There Yet? Are We There Yet? Are We There Yet? Are We There Yet? Are We There Yet? Are We There Yet?

Dale came over today and hung a ceiling fan and tonight Ruthie and I got the last of the picture-hanging done and the crib's here and all we're missing is the Bambino. I'm impatient and eager and The Ruth is finally growing weary of being pregnant (she's done so well for so long). Let's do this -- I wanna meet this kid.