Kids say the darndest things.
For real.
There is a high school girl in our group, a freshmen, whose mom just had a baby this summer. Some of the other girls at church were asking me how far along I was, and I told them seven months. This normally kind freshmen said, "You're way bigger than my mom was at seven months." After floundering for just a moment or two, I responded somewhere along the lines of, "Wow, really...and by the way, just so you know for the future, it's never nice to tell a pregnant lady how big she is. You might want to remember that for when you reach adulthood." Someone's gotta teach 'em, right?
On my one day of work this week, I had a first grade girl take note of the coffee cup I was carrying. Her observation was obvious when she said, "Are you even supposed to drink coffee when you're pregnant?" Again, I disguising my baffled expresion just enough to answer, "It's decaf."
Geez, Louise! Since when do I need to worry about six year olds passing judgment on my health while pregnant!
It has taken 4 pregnancies to get to this point, but here, now in the fourth, Tim has been granted a whole new meaning to nesting! I had been suggesting for some time that I wanted to rearrange our downstairs family room area. He had finally gotten on board with my layout for the room. And then taken it to a whole new level. He decided that if we were going to go to the trouble of rearranging, he wanted new furniture to replace some of the freebies we had been using since we first got married. It started with just one piece but then turned into a couple.
So we unexpectedly spent the weekend furniture shopping. Thankfully, we decide some things better than others, and we made our decisions relatively quickly. Now it's just a matter of waiting for the stuff to be delivered, so we can finish the rearrangements and restore some peace and order to our basement.
I'll take what I can get; it may not have been baby preparation stuff, but any time he gets the bug to organize, I'll jump on the opportunity!
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