Before I could be insulted by a woman in a store today asking me if I am having twins, she quickly explained that Heath told her I was having two babies, and that they will be named Daniel and Stella. I was somewhat relieved that she wasn't making a gut comment, and mostly thrilled to know that Heath has moved on from his original name idea: Carhead.
By the time Friday rolls around these days, I feel like it's been two weeks, not one. Hallelujah for Daddy-kiddie time and a Sunday date night in the books.
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