Yay!!! Would you look at the little ticker above? Only 26 days to go (or less). I am so anally punctual that no child of mine would dare to be born after my due date.
The last month seems so short and so long all at the same time. Sometimes I say "26 days" and I think, "That's nothing!!!" and other times I say "26 days" and I think, "How on earth can I possibly make it 26 more days?"
Other Random Notes
Juan Carlos Wrestles with Death (well, the idea of it at least): We had a turtle pass this week which was very sad for everyone. Guapo aptly fulfilled one of his "Man/Dad" jobs and buried the little guy in the garden. Juan Carlos just doesn't get it. And who can blame him? He's not yet 4. He came up with some great suggestions as to how to revive the poor thing.
- open up his eyes
- open up his mouth and put food in and wait
- dig him up, kiss him and put him back in the water
I tried to explain, "His body doesn't work anymore, but his spirit is with Heavenly Father." To which he replied with a quizzical look, "Heavenly Father lives in the dirt?"
I love it when they say cute things like that!