Another funny story from my little man, A.
E got into the shower the other night, and noticed that there was a cup full of body wash in the corner. A is the only one who takes showers unsupervised in our shower (well, minus the adults, of course) so E knew it was his doing. When he got out of the shower, E disciplined A. Following the discipline, he sat A on his knee and started talking a little bit about his conscience.
E: "You know that little voice in your head that tells you when you shouldn't do something? That's God telling you that you aren't obeying or doing what Mommy and Daddy want you to do. You need to listen to that little voice."
A: "I couldn't hear the little voice. The shower was too loud."
E and I both almost burst out with laughing. I mean, seriously, you guys. Where does a 5 year old get these things?
I'm officially 37 weeks today. If baby George was following Isaac's timeline, she'd be here some time this week. If I had to guess (and let me tell you, every one and their mother wants me to guess) I'd say she's hanging out in there for a while. In fact, I've gone the complete opposite direction of my feelings earlier, when I thought she might come while my OB is gone, and I think she might hang out the longest of ALL of my kiddos. Which is sort of depressing, honestly. (O was 38w1d, A was 38w, Isaac was 37w4d)
A friend emailed me a dream she had, where I had a 3 hour labor and no epidural (Can you imagine?? Well, YOU might be able to, but I can't imagine anything less than 12 hours of labor.) I'm praying on that, despite when she decides to grace us with her appearance.