The Magic of Whitey's

So there's this ice cream establishment out here called Whitey's. It is pretty amazing ice cream. DeAndra and I had visited them sparingly before her pregnancy. A little here, a little there. For Christmas a month and a half ago, my mother sent us some gift certificates. These gift certificates have been a huge blessing, because DeAndra claims that ice cream is the only thing that helps her heartburn. We've become such frequent costumers that when we went with Ben and Shannon we got our ice cream for free!! Pretty sweet.

So, we are at the point of DeAndra's pregnancy where she is less than comfortable. Another thing about this point of pregnancy is that all of a sudden my endearing little qualities are annoying little qualities. But I always know what will put a smile on my woman's face: Whitey's Ice Cream. Thank you Whitey's, for keeping Rock from being born without a father!
By the way, yes she can rest the cup on her belly, thus freeing her other hand. If you give her a canned beverage she can take a drink without the use of hands. I'm so proud of her.