Time Bomb

Das Big Boy on his shopping adventure with Herr Husband. They did not buy this truck, although I am sure they were tempted.

Das Big Boy on his shopping adventure with Herr Husband. They did not buy this truck, although I am sure they were tempted.

I feel like a bit of a time bomb, in part because since last night’s post lots of friends have been reaching out to ask if I’m in labor. The answer, so far, is no. In fact, I had a record lazy day. I’d planned to join Herr Husband and Das Big Boy for their trip to Target (and was SUPER excited to do so). But after yesterday’s appointment, I decided to lay low (literally), especially since Herr Husband and I have our big date night tomorrow night, courtesy of my wonderful cousin (who needs a fun name).

So while I was very sad to miss out on Target and an outing with my dudes, I compensated with a two hour nap. Yay, rest!

While at Lowes, they saw this enormous bulldozer, which Das Big Boy obviouly LOVED. When I asked him about it, he told me the window was wide open and he climbed in. This is what Curious George does in Das Big Boy’s favorite CG story. Has anyone else ever noticed what a crap caretaker the Man in the Yellow Hat is? He knows George functions like a wild toddler, yet consistently leaves him alone in places like train stations, and then acts surprised when trouble ensues. Really, dude?

More truck love. "Dig, dig, dig. Dump!" says the dump truck, according to Das Big Boy.

More truck love. “Dig, dig, dig. Dump!” says the dump truck, according to Das Big Boy.

Last night ‘Burban Bestie and her husband (‘Burban Buddy?–he’s a pal from high school and needs a name, too) came over for yuppie pizza. There was lots of laughing, and perhaps more discussion of my cervix than most dudes would want, but Herr Husband and ‘Burban Buddy are champs.

Tonight, we had an epic, as always, video chat with the Huxtables, who are expecting a baby in April. Again, laughter and cervical discussion dominated, although there was also time for us to bump compare and for me to boss Dr. Huxtable around about his future medical specialty. Good times had by all!

Well, based on the hour, I think we can safely say I’ll at least make it to 36.3! Huzzah!

Sweet dreams, sweet ballerinas. And thanks for all the love yesterday!

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