"Excited" doesn't come close to describing how we feel.
I can't wait to hear what his voice sounds like. To see how tall he is. To see his smile. In his referral photo he looks so very sad.
In the meantime, Brad and I are keeping busy getting everything ready for him. And each morning when we wake up and head downstairs for coffee, this is what we pass by:
I love the way his room is coming together. And I look forward to the day when we walk by this room and the bed is rumpled and unmade, and toys are strewn about.
Ruby giving L's bear a kiss. Or contemplating eating it. I guess time will tell.
Who, me? Eat one of L's toys?