The Waiting Game

My sister was due on Tuesday, August 9th. It's Thursday, August 11th, with nary a peep from the new little one. Hurry up, you! We're waiting for ya. I rush home every day, thinking I may have to watch Ben and Matt because today might be the day. But nada. Todd says if she doesn't have the baby in two weeks, they'll induce labor. Maybe the baby will be born on my birthday =)

Ben (aka Jammy, aka SpongeBob, aka monkey man) and me riding the Ferris wheel.


Look! They match! Matt likes to be like his big brother.


Matt (aka Tiw-Tiw, aka Cho-cho, aka baby). Soon we won't be able to call him baby anymore.

I wouldn't be quite so anxious, I think, if it weren't for the fact that we don't know if it's a boy or a girl. Every time they did a sonogram, the baby was turned away. My mom and my oldest nephew (who's 5) made a bet on whether it's going to be a boy or a girl. My mom thinks it's going to be a girl. She's already got a name picked out. My nephew thinks it's going to be a boy. I think the main reason he chose boy because my mom chose first, and it wouldn't make sense for him to choose the same thing. I think it's going to be a boy. But I hope it's a girl. Three boys would just be killer both for my sister and for my mom and me because we're always babysitting. Plus, I've got two nephews; I want a niece =P.

C'mon baby! Move your little butt! I know it's comfy in there, but we're waiting to meet you!