Blame Geekster

It's what I always do and it works well.

I was going to post tonight, but the man wants to want Syriana (I don't even know if I spelled that correctly) so I'm going to indulge him. He did do a bunch of laundry today, most of the childcare and even poured my decaf for me. He also owes me a foot massage, as my legs are swollen up like giant redwood logs.

Sooo... While Gutsy and Intrepid are in school tomorrow morning I will make a point of posting fireman pics (just for you, Sheri) and updating on our lack of baby yet. What's up with this child, anyway? Does he not realize that he only has two weeks to go before his due date? He's not actually going to make me go the whole way, is he? I might have to call him Jerkson if he does. Hmph.

Until tomorrow. I know you can barely hide your anticipation.