3...2...1...

OK! So, with just two days left (actually, that's 32 hours) left before Tiffany gets induced, we HAD to post pics of her CUTE CUTE BELLY!!! Here she is! Get a good look, folks, because it may be the last time we see our little Tiff with a bun in her oven ;)



Incidentally, for those of you who didn't know, we will postpone FHE for one more week so that we can all be there to support Tim and Tiffany at the hospital! Best wishes!

there's a light at the end of the tunnel (hee hee)

Just an update about baby for you all . . .I saw the doctor last week and he told me I was 2 1/2 cm dilated and 80% effaced. I saw him again today and he told me no change. Boy, did that take the wind out of my sails!

Tim and I were thiiiiiis close (imagine my thumb and pointer finger almost touching) to going to the hospital last week when I thought this baby was really coming. This week, everything has stopped. No contractions, no twinges, nothin'! Heck, I'm even sleeping at night now....what?!? At least I have Monday the 21st to look forward to for my induction! I'd love to extend an invitation to all the girls to be in the room when the baby comes...what the heck-the guys are welcome too if you don't mind be ushered into the hall when I say!

Love you all! Wish us luck on coming up with a boys' name we can agree on!

Hi, there!

I just hopped on our family blog and realized it's almost been two weeks since the last post. I guess you guys are all too busy to blog because you're working on Mom and Dad's kitchen, eh??? Anyway, I just wanted to tell you all how excited we are to be with you in THREE WEEKS! Hopefully we've given you enough time to recover from our last invasion. So, since there's been a bit of inaction on the ol' family blog, I'll subject you to a favorite corny lawyer joke of mine...

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A lawyer died and arrived at the pearly gates. To his dismay, there were thousands of people ahead of him in line to see St. Peter. But, to his surprise, St. Peter left his desk at the gate and came down the long line to where the lawyer was standing. St. Peter greeted him warmly. Then St. Peter and one of his assistants took the lawyer by the hands and guided him up to the front of the line into a comfortable chair by his desk.

The lawyer said, 'I don't mind all this attention, but what makes me so special?'

St. Peter replied, 'Well, I've added up all the hours for which you billed your clients, and by my calculation you must be about 150 years old!'

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Like I said... corny!