Well, she’s excited. I don’t blame her there. We do. I mean, we have to get car seats, strollers, the baby backpack thingies. Noah… we’re not going to have room in your truck.
I don’t either ‘cause I’m excited too. But I swear, I think she’s more excited than both of us combined. Holy shit, that’s still a lot of stuff. I know, baby, way ahead of you. I’m selling it.
I love you too. You will, like usual. Awesome.
beautiful for you. I’ll be there