Sheesh, Dave doesn’t usually read the blog, but he finally did when he he told Sierra and Adela to read it at work, and then came home to tell me about all the typos I had 
He didn’t even log in and fix them for me! I’ve never liked re-reading my stuff. Especially as most of them time, I’m in a hurry to just get the words down, so I can get back to doing whatever it is I was doing. Anyways, I think the gist of it comes across, hope there aren’t too many grammar/typo police out there (although I must admit, I don’t like seeing them either, so I went back and changed some of the previous post about the ultrasound pics).
On a lighter note, when Dave was coming home, he called me. Brandon was in the back, talking away, trying to get Dave’s attention. “Daddy, take me out to the ballgame.” Dave kept talking to me, then I heard again, “Take me out to the ballgame, Daddy!” It was so cute to hear such a small little voice through the phone.