No pelvic space.
Droppity, drop, drop...............
Yeah, things are steadily tracking downhill fast around here. At least I can see the finish line. And now that I've made onsite AND offsite backups of my computer files, photos and video, I am really, truly and absolutely ready for this kid to arrive.
I met MLE and Hulk for breakfast yesterday - it was great! I love meeting people-like persons from the Innernets. Average Jane invited herself along and since she brought an awesome baby present, she was more than welcome. Because, hello! Gifts?
The Gift that Keeps on Giving, Courtesy of Average Jane
So........ Arun learned how to say "No" last week - he does it in a sweet, questioning way as he cocks his head to the side. He's been saying "Yes" forever now, but "No" only just recently made its appearance. I am not surprised, I actually try very, very hard to NOT say the word "No" around him too much, lest it wear out its welcome. Instead, I try very, very hard to tell him what I would RATHER he do.....
Arun, honey - play with your truck on the floor.
Subtext: NO!!!. Don't play with your truck on the fucking coffee table.
Arun, sweetie - be gentle with the kitty.
Subtext: NO!!! Don't hit the fucking kitty.
Arun, babycakes - come back here and watch the TV from the coffee table.
Subtext: NO!!! Get your lips off of the fucking TV.
Arun, dammit - NO! Get your hand out of the fucking toilet.
Subtext: Wait a second..... Oh fuck.