As we're sitting at the parade today - in our usual spot across the street from the television viewing stand - Chris turns to me and says, "We won't be able to sit here next year."
I raise a questioning eyebrow.
"Too much sun for the baby."
Something to think about.
Later at the cookout on our deck my mother-in-law asks cheerfully, "Isn't it amazing to think that next year at July 4th you guys will have your baby?