Back when I was extremely pregnant with Little Guy, Hubby and I used to head downtown and go for walks around Lake Eola in hopes I would go into labor. The hospital I was to deliver at was downtown, so we thought we had it all figured out. Well, labor never came during one of our walks, but we have some wonderful memories of trying. We knew we just had to take the time to take one more walk around the lake before we leave Orlando.
Goodbye O-town. It's been real.
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