An Impending Instance

Rocky says, "You mean this chair isn't for me??" Sorry Rocky, but you're being displaced. Wednesday morning, by 8:00 or so, our little boy will be here (our second son, after Rocky). He refuses to turn his head down and come into our airy world by the conventional route, so instead we must do things his way and yank him out by his feet in an operating room. Such brazen behavior from one so young is a dangerous precedent! Or maybe he just couldn't bear the thought of inflicting the pains of labor on his fair mother. All things still unknown, from disposition to diaper habits, but all to be revealed. In the meantime, sate yourselves on some pictures of the nursery.