Baseball, babies, and a new guy.

I don't really have much to say tonight. I went to my first ever real baseball game today, and I'm completely exhausted. Apparently it was a pretty historic event because the White Sox pitched a perfect game. Pretty cool for my first one, I guess.

On our way to the game, just below the house, there was a momma duck and a bunch of babies trying to cross the road. I wanted to stop and make sure they crossed safely. Bryan wouldn't. And then he made fun of me all day for being upset about it. 

When we got home, this pretty little guy was eating on the porch. He's a new guy in the yard. He made me happy, so I had to share him.


Today, we hit 20 weeks and 3 days. More on that later. I need sleep.