I woke up at 4:45 this morning. Ugh. This could be a long day. It's not even 6 yet...ok, so I have 2 minutes left, but that's not the point.
Today is my last ultra-sound & Dr. appt. before Bitsy's arrival. We've had no problems with this pregnancy, but I still dread ultra-sounds. Husband is going with me. If we get done in time, it's off on the hunt for new nursing bras. The kiddo's are staying with Uncle E's girls & then QM is going to pick them up at lunch time.
It's so nice to have an extra set of hands around...especially at dinner & bath time. QM can sit with the kids & make up games while I shower in peace. She's wrangled small wet bodies in and out of the tub. Told #1 Son (true) stories about his great-great-great grandfather*. Tromped all over the yard and admired numerous kittens, weeds, and other treasures. Enforced rules when I was too beat to deal. And run everyone out of the living room when I crashed in the recliner.
*#1 Son & his Grammy were sitting out on the picnic table last night discussing family history. She was telling him all about her great-grandpa Cat (he died when I was about 18 months old or so). #1 Son was fascinated. They came in so he could take his bath & he informed me that "Grammy's gonna' talk to me in the bath tub." She sat in the bathroom & told him more. Uncle Gick called just before #1 Son hopped in the tub to tell us their pool was being filled. #1 Son has been waiting for this event since January (not kidding) & needed to talk to Gick. #1 Son kept telling U.Gick that Grammy was telling him about his great (insert indeterminate # of great's depending on #1 Son's mood) grandpa. Grammy told #1 Son he was also U.Gick's great-grandpa. Then Uncle Gick told #1 Son the pool was up & got the following in response:
"But your Grandpa Cat is dead."
"Yes, but your great-grandpa Cat is dead."
"My great (again...insert many great's) grandpa Cat is dead."
Finally U.Gick just thanked him for letting him know & the conversation ended.
Uncle Gick told me he was glad #1 Son told him or he'd have never known grandpa passed away (nearly 30 years ago).
1 comment:
ROFL...I'm sorry..but it reminds me of Bugaboo walking around here telling anyone that will listen to her that one of her fish has died because it was made broken. Enjoy your ultrasound. Can't wait to hear all about it.
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