Final Hours

Sorry to those of you OCD people who hate blog posts that are out of order, but let's be real--I just didn't have time before surgery to write about how I spent my final weekend of normal life. What would you do if you knew you'd be bedridden and then child-ridden for the rest of your life? What would you do with your final hours?

 We satisfied our craving for brownies and ice cream.


We went swimming in the pool (and I got sunburned, of course).

We played with the niece and practiced being a good daddy.

We went out to eat at Chili's.

We took pictures of the belly.

And then we went into surgery!!