Well it's here. The time has come where I am completely ready to see dear Emily's face. Instead of feeling her inside my belly, I want to hold her in my arms. And I'm getting anxious. Daddy and I went to Scalini's for dinner so I could eat some of that famous eggplant parmesan that's ensures a delivery within 48 hours. No such luck. Emily will not be a second generation Scalini's baby. Don't worry. Neither was Ella. But we had a good evening of conversation, time together, and wow...the garlic.
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