Waiting and ..waiting. I keep getting contractions 5 -10 minutes apart, for an hour or two....and then, they just go away. Quit teasing me!
I started packing the hospital bag yesterday, and I was trying to decide on this shirt for Jack:
What do you think? Will it fit him? It's hard to tell.
London decided to put her photography skills to work on the matching toy:
Nathaniel turned 8 yesterday, too. He got spoiled by his Grandmas- big time- and got to open his DS from us (again).
London got him Castle Legos. It's fun that my kids are finally at an age where they can pick out what they want to get people for birthdays. It's one less decision for me to make. I'm a minimalist.
We ended the day by going to the drive-in again where we saw Despicable Me and the A-Team. I loved both movies- and you'll be proud to know I didn't cry during either one :)
And now, if you'll excuse me, my kitchen is a smelly disaster and I need to go get it under control.
Anyone want to come and help? No? Oh, well. Maybe doing it myself will put me into labor. That would be nice.