windy city Sunday...

The Sunday before Kate and I left for Florida, we had many signs that this trip might not be the best.  Timing of baby aside, I fell down the stairs just being clumsy.  Matt and I went to the hospital to monitor the baby for about three hours and all was good, so we continued on with packing when I got home.  That night the storms came.  And came.  It was dark when I left, so Kate and I did not see the wind damage to the swing set before we left (thank goodness).  Crushing for a sweet girl.  Maybe after the beach it won't be so bad.  :-)