Everywhere John and I go people ask us if we were in a car accident.
(Sure glad we weren't!)
This is my attempt at getting a picture of us together this morning.
Note Sarah's in the reflection on the storm door in every shot.
Driving is going surprisingly well. I shove my right foot under the console and have to practically move the seat all the way up to get good access to the pedals, which I don't love, but it works out ok. The best is when I'm doing that and a good Braxton Hicks comes along and I feel like I'm in a vise. Or when the kleenex box is just barely out of reach.