Daddy talking to baby

We said goodbye to my little sister the other night, since she's heading back up to Gonzaga for her junior year. It was really hard to see her go this year, probably because I'm pregnant... Either I'm way more emotional, or it's just sad that she won't be around much the remainder of my pregnancy. We'll see her when she comes home for my first baby shower, and after that we'll see her when the baby arrives! So it's really going to be fine... But anyway, after dinner as I was crying and being overly emotional, the baby was kicking quite a bit. I texted Anna that this was probably his way of telling her he loved her and that everything would be ok! (Or the Mexican food riled him up, but I choose to believe he was comforting me.) She said to tell him she loved him, too, so I asked John to relay the message loud and clear. I caught a picture of it because it was just so cute seeing John on his knees talking to our kiddo straight through the belly. Of course he made a funny face as I was snapping the picture, but you get the point :)

P.S. I have a SERIOUS baby belly, don't I? It's still so weird to see it! I feel like I'm looking at someone else.