Even though he isn't born yet, our son has cooler cycling gloves than Anna or myself (Thanks Dr. Wittle). He doesn't have a bike yet, but Carrie and Taylor hooked him up with a bad*@% rocking horse. He'll soon be big pimpin on his furry ride.
So the little guy has been quite active in the evenings kicking like crazy in Anna's tummy. I think it's been his reaction to our watching the Tour. He gets a bit of French in him from both sides, so he's bound to become another crazy cycling fan. The stages have been pretty exciting to follow and today delivered the climbing showdown I had hoped for. The wiley little Spainard was too much for the mighty chicken to handle. Johann is an absolute genious using the talents of the Disco boys flawlessly. Levi (nice and steady), George and Popo (workhorses of the bunch), and Contador is the little maniac attacker of Rasmussen in the steep grades of the Pyrenees. Wow, I hope the Tour continues to deliver such drama.
Anna's been doing great; we are praying that the delivery goes as well as the pregnancy has so far. Her doc is back in town this week so the little guy has the green light to arrive. I am sure the workout with lots of jumping jacks will ensue along with any other efforts to coax him out. (Again, under Doctor's approval for all you grandparents who may be reading!) Keep us in your prayers, and we'll continue to keep everyone updated. -jeff
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I hope he enjoys the horse. It may be a little hard to get aero on it though, he'll have to work on it. ;) Glad to hear everything is going well.
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