A few months ago, Shawn and I decided that we needed to get away one more time before little DeBoef boy #2 gets here in the fall. We knew we needed to keep the cost low and I was dying to lay on a beach so we came up with an easy solution- we would head up to Chicago and the Indiana Sand Dunes where we got engaged. Definately not the ocean, but sand and a large body of water....close enough! So we booked a Bed & Breakfast in Valparaiso and our trip was planned! (Little did I know the chain of events that would lead up to this vacation.)
Shawn took the last 2 weeks of his summer break off to work on our addition, but all of the rain recently has put us over a month behind where we had hoped to be at this point. Last Tuesday night, Shawn's Dad came up to help him finally lay the floor so that they could start putting up some walls!! We think Shawn was working on putting down one of the last pieces of plywood to finish up the floor when the plywood gave way and Shawn fell into our concrete basement, hitting the rafters on the way down. He never did pass out, but after Shawn started asking questions like "what are we building" and when looking at me saying "apparently we're going to have a baby!" we decided a trip to the ER was necessary. Shawn ended up with a minor concussion, but it took him a good 3 days to get his short-term memory back and as of Thursday morning I still wasn't sure if we would be able to leave that afternoon for our trip like we had planned. Here are some of his "battle wounds":


(I almost didn't put this picture up because I look huge, but oh well. I'm over it. :P )




