Happy Feet

The Bean is making his/her presence known by spending long stretches bouncing on my bladder or my cervix (ouch). I was treated to a good half hour of the latter last night while John and I vegged. Michael was pretty active but nothing like this one.

Baby knitting progresses. Life progresses. Dreams of large alcoholic beverages also persist as does raw tuna (I'm avoiding it for mercury). Life will be resuming some sense of normalcy tomorrow which I am really looking forward to.

Michael did the coolest thing yesterday. He really didn't want to hold hands on the walk to the train and C suggested that he "help" her hold the dog's leash. She was describing it to Michael as "the buddy system" and Michael responded, "No. Teamwork." How cool is that?