Here I am at 26 weeks (last Thursday)! Lots of kicking now! I have become the evening's entertainment for mom and dad. Apparently it's pretty funny to feel me kick and to see mom's stomach move!
Week 26
Mom says she still feels pretty good, but I think she's having a hard time bending over now. I hear her huffing and puffing when she's tying her shoes or picking up things off the floor.
What a great blog site! You can just print this out someday and voila, a baby scrapbook! I signed up to keep up with your posts. Thanks for inviting me; we can't wait to meet the little guy! Lee
ReplyDeleteWell, Kid, if YOU can talk and write, I can, too. And, since I’m the older brother here, I think I, too, deserve a voice. First, let me just say, you haven’t mentioned me once – not one time! I’m Paul the Dog, or PTD, as Grampa likes to call me (among other things). And, second, when you talk about the “family,” as in the “family photo,” where was I??? I was once the center of this family and now, all of a sudden, YOU are? I don’t think so. The next “family” photo better include me or I just might do something in that room (MY ROOM, by the way) that Mom and Dad keep calling the “nursery” -whatever that is! They’re stashing boxes, clothes, and all this stuff in a closet and they ooh and aah over it. And every time a woman visits, Mom marches her right up to my room and THE CLOSET for some more oohing and aahing! I’m sick of it! And I’m a little worried. I think that stuff might be for you, Kid. They’ve started their Christmas shopping early this year, that’s all I can figure. They must be hiding my presents somewhere else. Keep your ears open, Kid, and let me know what they say about me. It’s the least you can do to redeem yourself for not including me in this blog. Later, Bro!
ReplyDeletePaul the Dog (translated by Grandma)