Happy Tuesday! We got back from New Zealand late on Saturday and have both been under the weather from travel stress so I’ve barely begun going through the literally thousands of photographs I took. So it may be a while before I get to do a proper and thorough roundup of our trip. And I’m posting this all the way at 4:20 (blaze it) because I spent most of the day catching up on sleep.
In the meantime… We got to see little Royce/Henderson baby this morning. It went super. All the pieces are there, and the midwife used words like “normal” and “perfect.” The two most beautiful words you could hear when you’re incubating a human. We got a nice profile of the baby (who is roughly the size of a burrito right now) but this one of the spooky skull is way cooler and even fitting because tonight I’m seeing The Cure. Baby’s first goth band.