We bring in the New Year quietly, remaining at home for the entire day. The only time I venture outside is to retrieve the newspapers.
I become absorbed by the book I'm reading, Friday Night Lights, although an Alfred Hitchcock festival on WGN competes for my attention. JoAnna tunes in the Orange Bowl, but we both quickly lose interest in the game.
Eddie gets his first bath, recorded on video for grandma and grandpa. The four of us lounge in bed for awhile, Eddie wide-eyed and angel-faced, pumping his little arms and legs every now and then, Andy requesting that I put my book down and read Mother Goose rhymes to him.
Such a wonderful family. Now I don't want to stop at two. I want more children.
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