Practice Time with Baby Madeline

Again I enjoy my breakfast alone while Scott sleeps.

And once again I'm awoke to photograph my now very pregnant wife.

I can't believe the baby could be here in as little as 2 weeks.

I'm pretty particular about getting the kitchen cleaned up before going to bed, but after dinner the night before we headed to Uptown and didn't get back until late. I got started on cleaning up.

Scott called his dad for Father's Day.

Only to talk to my mother. Father Tuska was on an errand.

Despite more rainy days than sunny ones our garden seems to be doing okay.

Cevonne and Jose are moving out to Boonesville at the end of the month. They had been spending the weekend painting their new place. Apparently having Madeline there was too distracting so they asked if we could hang out with her while they worked.

I'm going to miss having them live in St. Paul. We really don't cross the river too much except to see them.

They were both very excited to see my belly.

Madeline was sad to see her rents leave for the day. I promised we'd be fun.

Madeline was supposed to take a nap, but she must have been too excited to see me to want to sleep.

We decided to go for a walk. Before leaving Madeline jumped on her fuzzy butterfly rocker.

I thought she might fall asleep if we took her for a walk. Especially after being in Venezuela I thought she'd be bored. Nope, she spent the second half babbling the whole time.

Clearly not tired at all.

I thought if I laid down she would too. Nope that didn't work either.

Eventually I got her down for a nap. Then it was more play time when she got up.

Cevonne said she would come home "early" so we didn't think about dinner. After Madeline went to bed for the night we were starving. Scott ordered us some Luce.

I had to wear Madeline's bib on my dress so I wouldn't spill on my belly.

Around ten Cevonne finally returned. I hadn't seen her since her graduation so we chatted a bit before heading home.

While Brooke went straight to bed, I made the mixed berry ice cream I'd been prepping for two days. I thought If I let the berries sit for one more day they might start to taste like the metal bowl they were in.

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