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Our Growing Family

It's been some time since I've updated the blog.  After Gage graduated high school, we had a few notable things happen, but the most significant and exciting is that K.C., my 21-year-old, is going to be a daddy next spring.


Well, technically he's already a daddy because mama is 15 weeks along. 

Just a couple of days ago we found out that the little peanut is a boy.  We did a reveal party and everything.  With a week's notice!  We bought decorations, figured out a menu, cleaned and decorated our basement, and set up a FB event for invited friends and family.  It was rushed, but it still turned out surprisingly well.

Look how cute!

 


These two had no idea what their little bundle of joy was going to be.  Daddy was hoping for a girl and I think mommy still had a secret desire for a boy even though the rest of us nearly had her convinced it was going to be a pink, pink, pink.

The only people who knew the truth of the matter were Gage and Bre, Allie's best friend.  These two were the designated Keepers of the Gender.  They raced back to our house after the ultrasound and got everything ready, making sure the appropriate color was honored. 


After all our guests arrived - and there were many! - the kids went outside to kick the soccer ball full of mystery powder.

With one simple kick of a little plastic soccer ball, the baby's gender was no longer a secret.  Come April or May we will be welcoming a sweet baby boy to our family.

It would have been nice to have a girl in the family considering the fact that both my family and Ken's is full of boys.  (Ken's parents have four grandsons and zero grandaughters.  My dad has eleven grandsons and two granddaughters.)  That being said, I know how to handle a boy and am fully prepared to be the most indulgent, loving, and adoring Grammy to this little guy.  I'm already imagining how we're going to become best buddies and partners in crime. 

Yes, I'm very excited to have a grandson and I can't wait to see who he is and who he becomes as the years pass.

P.S.  This is my favorite ultrasound picture of mommy and daddy.  Isn't it precious?

  

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  1. Big K1:03 PM

    You think they'd be upset if I called the baby Bump instead of Peanut?

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  2. Krista Heiser3:45 PM

    A grandpa's prerogative! LOL

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