Here in the bluegrass state, the K.entucky D.erby is on par with the Super Bowl. People around here have parties to celebrate the "most exciting 2 minutes in sports." We didn't have a party, but KB got into the various Derb.y traditions:
Attempting to choose the winning horse...
Donning a Der.by hat (thank you, Auntie Beth!). Sorry for the blurry picture.
KB spending her first Mother's Day with me outside the womb.
I know it sounds cliche-ish, but after all the painful years of longing, this day was much sweeter. Although I must admit, the idea of trying to raise this child and keep her from getting too warped by the world seems like a scary task. KB and I always pray for all IF sisters out there still waiting. She loves her blogger aunties!
