A polite pre-baby note to family and friends

We love you all. You're awesome and we'd not be where we are in the world (where is that, anyway? Anyone got a map?) without you. However, please plan on giving us at least a week alone with the Beestling before you head north. I'm sure that by that time, we'll have done some bonding and will be ready to play Pass The Kid. But until then, we'd like to hang. And chill. Alone. And if we freak out, we'll call for help.

Also, we're instituting a new guest rule at the Flying W Ranch: Please limit your stay to five days or less. More is just too stressful on everyone (you and us) to have any sort of utility in the economic sense of the word.

However, if you're down on your luck and need a place to crash, our home is your home, at least until you get a haircut and get a real job.