Ryan just pointed out that it is a mere four weeks 'till our little man arrives, and though I know this is accurate, I still prefer 'less than a month' because as close as we're getting, it can't be soon enough. We keep talking about meeting him, wondering if he'll look like Elena (the little mexican-asian baby she was), if he'll be as big as we think and what kind of a person he will be. I can be fairly confident he'll be incredibly active, as he has clearly developed Daddy's robo-legs in-utero.
A funny story today kept us all laughing for a couple hours....Ryan and Elena accompanied me to the doctor where he kindly took her to the potty mid-appointment. They came back about five minutes later, soaked in water with Ryan laughing that, "I'd never guess what happened to them" and Elena saying, "It just kept coming out, Mommy!" I guess the faucet broke and spewed water into the air, covering them. The floor of the medical office building was in bad shape when we left, but we couldn't help laughing for quite some time with Elena telling everyone she met that the water 'just kept coming out.' In every life, a little rain must fall... Glad we can laugh at it.
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