watching paint dry

A few days ago I talked about having a day where there wasn't a moment to breath and how everything fell into place and worked out perfectly... Today was in the words of SpongeBob opposite day.... Outside of work, absolutely nothing happen.... even work was rather quiet. Nothing went wrong... Nothing went right..

Day started out with a whimper... the new blackout shades on the bed room windows had Toots and I sleeping in.. not an issue.. the kiddos got up and made up the time with out so much a raised voice. Toots had a Dr. appointment today... all is good and on schedule. she still doesn't look like she is 8+ months pregnant... she shopped... Little Guy went to a friends house.. and Big Sis disappeared to her room... I worked.... Boring.. Day...

Funniest thing that happen today, had Big Sis and Little Guy asking Toots why she purchased a box of baby wipes... there's no baby... Little Guy is swinging the other way as we get closer.. he is afraid that we won't love him... Big Sis is not feeling it as much.. she remains very excited... but lays down a sarcastic remark here or there about when the baby comes... We will watch both of them closely over the next few weeks... They don't believe it yet.. but there is more than enough to go around...We'll just keep preaching it over and over... until they get tired of it...

Let's hope that this is not a trend and that the next 25 days finds us with lots of exciting, wacky and engaging stories. Since I am committed to this blog until at least the baby is born, I need to make sure I watch the life that goes by a little closer, capture some of the nuisances, when a story or event doesn't present itself, look outside the 4 walls of the home front and see how the elements at the fringes of our lives are being impacted, influenced or effected by the pending arrival or other actions related to the family... or how they impact us...

So 25 days and counting... I know.. I count every night... feel like rainman... about 25 days... yea...25... baby due in 25... I can type this blog in 1 minute but I feel like I am walking away if I don't spend sometime on the date, the number, the counter... like it is unfinished... At 25 days, we would be opening the advent calender to count backwards to Christmas... it takes 25 days for a wildflower seed to bloom into a flower and nobody knows how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop... Face it 25 isn't a glorious number... 25 was a boring age... getting to that point of being too old to do some of the stuff you did when you where 20... and not quite fitting in when trying to do things of say a 30 year old... 25 is similar to that awkward stage a toddler goes through when he or she is too old to go into the bathroom with the parent of the opposite sex but still to young to go in by themselves... Toots has to deal with that stage when the time comes... Told you a boring day...

Some update... We are fast approaching 1500 views or hits on the blog.. based on the counter statics, we have folks from all over the US, Brazil, Japan, Mexico and Malaysia ( I think they are reading the sweatshop stories....). Let's see if we can get it to 2000 hits before Dot is born...spread the word, share the link...

The baby names still are even with what was posted last night... even have some middle names tossed in... Dot continues to be the leader..

Good night, keep those letters and cards coming...
Be good!