Yesterday I referred to Taryn's free trip to Portugal. Her mom won the weeks trip from her work and Taryn was the lucky guest who got to accompany her. So, for a week it was just the two of us. Two dudes living off the land.
On Thursday night, when she returned from her European vacation, I felt her move for the first time. No, not Taryn, but Michelle. Placing my hand over Taryn's belly, there were distinct movements from my unborn daughter. It was very cool.
I remember James bouncing off the walls in there. We'll see if Michelle follows suit.
