“That’s OK, daddy.:

Want to know how you can tell that we’re about to have a baby? (Apart from the, y’know, bump and all.) I just listened to this story about a soldier giving a teddy bear to a child in Afghanistan:


And now I keep crying.

Luckily, though, Boo keeps coming down to where I’m trying to organize the garage enough to squeeze in another evidence that our family is getting bigger — our new chest freezer — and saying “That’s OK, daddy.”

Yeah. That’s OK. Or, if it’s not — we’ll do our little bit to try to make it OK.

Here goes nothing.