Jake turned 29 this year. But his birthday fell on one of the days he was in Alaska. So we had a party for him before he left.
Every night after work we've been driving out to Clarkston to hunt deer. He's gotten closer every night to a pretty big buck. It's been a ton of fun helping him. We talk over our little radios and I tell him where the next buck is. We laugh the whole way home about all his close calls and my bad directions. The bumpy dirt road hasn't induced any labor yet. Can't say we haven't tried.
Two nights ago after Jake got back in the truck to head home he noticed one of the tires was flat. Very flat! He had to dig a hole and park the truck up on a pile of rocks just to get the jack under the axle. It was pretty hilarious. We kept expecting my water to break just to top off the night. 40 Weeks along!
Two nights ago after Jake got back in the truck to head home he noticed one of the tires was flat. Very flat! He had to dig a hole and park the truck up on a pile of rocks just to get the jack under the axle. It was pretty hilarious. We kept expecting my water to break just to top off the night. 40 Weeks along!
1 comment:
oke good luck with your project
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