Our neighbors looked out the window the week after Gideon was born and saw Andy outside in the cold, sleeting weather cutting down a tree by hand. He was up high in the tree. They took the pictures of Andy up there (without any safety harness) and thought Andy may be suffering from postpartum depression...
How could Andy or I be depressed when we have such cute kids to entertain us?
Gideon finally had to pitch in and help me catch up on Laundry. He fell asleep in the basket.
