This weekend was a good one.

Kim and I have recently been making an effort to hang out with people that are outside of our typical group. It's not that we don't like the people that we usually hang out with. It's just that there are so many people the we see around, but have not taken the time to really invest in there lives. The past three Fridays we have hung out with my sister and brother-in-law, the Hathaways, and the Pritchetts. Daniel labeled it New Friend Friday. So, this past Friday we hung out with the Pritchetts. We didn't do anything special. Katie grilled up some quesadillas. Then, we sat around. We talked and watched a little TV. It was great.

Saturday was a good day, as well. I played basketball in the morning. I was productive around the house in the afternoon. Saturday night Kim and I had dinner with my little sister and my mom. Dinner was awesome. I should be spending more time with my family.

Sunday was another good day. We did baptisms at visio dei for the first time. Jeff's message was on point, again. A friend of mine said, "Man, Jeff has been on fire recently." My brother Brian was baptized. He seems to really be connecting to what we are doing. It is great to see someone that wants to be involved so much that they are willing to drive an hour to be a part of a community. Brad Wynne posted about the baptisms. You can find that here. Sunday afternoon I took a nap. Then, I watched Lost. Then, the Smiths came over and we hung out.

All in all, there wasn't much to complain about.

The most amazing thing that happened this weekend was, I got kicked in the face.

Kim told me she read something on one of her pregnancy web sites that said I should be able to place my ear to her stomach and her the baby's heartbeat. Well, those people are liars. I have been listening to her stomach, and I have yet to hear any heart beat. I have heard plenty of other rumblings and grumblings.

Well, I was listening to her stomach on Friday night. Again, I could not hear any heartbeat, but something else happened. The kid kicked me. The first time, I wasn't sure what it was then it happened again. The second time I knew it was the baby moving. That was awesome. It was awesome in all sense of the word.

I can't wait until this baby gets here.

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