Omygosh...time is flying by. You are 23 weeks today and according to all the research I've been doing we are supposed to sing and dance for you. You can feel all my movement and you can hear everything I do. So you know what we did to celebrate this milestone? We went to a concert at one of the best music venues in America! I'm not even kidding. The best. It's called the Benaroya hall and it's in Seattle, your dad and I have been there a few times before to see Beck and Joanna Newsom. But this show was special. We went and saw your dad's hero, Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam fame. He just came out with this ukelele album (what? I know! crayzay!) and you'll probably hate it, because that's what kids do! Hate their parents annoying music...ha! But last night, at the show, you loved it. You were a dancing queen my little Apple bottom. The best part was you had the best taste. You preferred the old school Pearl Jam tunes to the newer stuff. You really got into Betterman and Immortality. Your pops looooves Immortality, and the performance last night was epic. Good taste little girl, already!
(PICTURE SOON!!! EDIT!! PICTURE IS HERE!!! THERE YOU ARE LITTLE APPLE BLOSSOM, ROCKING OUT!!)
The funny this is this is technically the second concert I've gone to while you were incubating...but it's the first you could actually hear. That is not really the funny part, because that is not funny at all. The funny part is that your buddy Beckett's second show in utero was Pearl Jam! Seems to be the pre-natal rock and roll of choice. (i'll explain who Beckett is in a later post, you've got a lot of body guards out here and he is going to be one of them!)
I'm pooped! While you were rocking out in there, I was rocking out, out here. Because technically, I'm rocking out for two now, and well, that can really take it out of you.
we love you golden delicious, see you soon!
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