Let me tell you a little bit about Gracey’s Aunt Katie.
She has the coolest, most stylin’ blue jeans out of any girl I know. (Darn those girls … JEALOUS. She did notice, though, when I wore my pre-pregnancy jeans for the first time after Gracey was born. And, she cheered. Love her.) She’s pretty good at tennis. (Like, for real good — Division 1 singles champ six years in a row, using a wooden racket … or something like that.) We shared a name for two years. (She married my brother, Ned, when I was still single. Katie Derksen’s in the house!) I knew we’d be friends for life the day she surprised Ned with a trip to my place in Florida, just so the three of us could hang. She totally has perfected the “baby bounce.” And if there was anyone I called most, in tears, throughout my incredibly difficult pregnancy, it was her. She just gets it.
Last night, Katie and Ned came over for dinner. Gracey enjoyed snoozing in their arms, and I enjoyed eating some delicious ribs Tommy made. (Does anyone else out there have an Orion? Amaaaaazing. It’s Tommy’s secret weapon to creating YUM.)
Love you, my dear.
That’s all for today, friends. Only a few short weeks left before wedding season begins! 🙂
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