What do you do with your antsy pregnant wife on a cool dreary day?
First, feed her coconut cake.
Then take her to sneak into the scrapyards where the trains go to die.
Quote of the day, as we hurried back to the car before someone came to yell at us:
"Be careful, watch your step. If you fall here I'm not sure how we'll explain this to the doctor."
Well, we're moving right along on this whole baby growing escapade. Five or so more weeks (I'm banking on 6) to go. I'd add a melodramatic "...and then our life as we know it changes!" but to be honest it has already changed. I am not exactly out painting the town red these days.
- ride a bike (no great distances being covered these days, though)
- entertain dinner guests
- touch my toes
- wear shoes that require me to lace or buckle them
- work for more than three hours in a row without a nap
- wear pants