We’ve been eating dinner outside for the past several days and it feels so nice. I can’t help but be conscience, lately, that these are the last days of just the three of us. Less than a week and Mom and Dad will be here. I’ll be happy to meet my baby any time after that. Did you hear that baby – don’t come until after Tuesday next week… or else.
Yes, Bea is wearing an oven mit on her foot. Nothing wrong with that. The girl has got to entertain herself while Mommy and Daddy finish making a meal.
Laowai 
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