We're getting down to the wire. I'm 35 weeks, the doctor told me I was measuring further along, and I can just tell this baby isn't going to be on Hagan time, or late, for those of you who haven't experienced the phenomena of "See you at 5" really meaning "See you at 5:15 or so." That being said, Denver and I have put into place a couple of key contingency plans.
IF baby comes before we get the car seat installed THEN Billy Cheeseman comes to pick us up from the hospital (Billy doesn't know this yet, but thanks in advance Billy!)
IF baby comes before the crib arrives THEN baby will sleep in a borrowed Moses Basket.
This threw Denver for a loop.
"What's a Moses Basket?"
"Well, you know the story of Moses..."
"Yeah, he told Noah to build the Ark."
"Um, no that was God."
"Are you sure?"
I don't even think I justified this question with an answer, all I could think was, "hadn't he seen that Charlton Heston movie?"
"Moses was orphaned and placed strategically-to be found-in a basket, hence the name, Moses Basket. He's the guy with the burning bush, the ten commandments.....ring any bells?"
And then Denver launches into his Three Amigos bit about some bush singing "She'll be Coming Around the Mountain."
Boy needs to get his butt back into CCD stat.
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Kris - I don't know what I'm going to do when you don't have time to write this blog anymore! This latest post yet again had me rolling at my desk but trying to keep it together since corporate frowns on laughter in the workplace :)
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