Books, Babies, Friends

Home again, home again, jig­gi­ty jig…

We went out to get Katie’s new his­to­ry book at Borders—she whipped through the last one. And on the way, got a call from rasilio say­ing that _starrgirl_ is hav­ing con­trac­tions. So we turned around, went over and got Jack­son, then went to Bor­ders. The Gwin­nett Bor­der Pagans were still there but it’s been sev­er­al years since we’ve attend­ed so I did­n’t rec­og­nize anybody—and the store was about to close, so we did­n’t try to pop over and chat.

sam­bear is attempt­ing to get Jack­son to sleep. Not an easy thing. sam­bear is a saint. I’m about to go take my turn. I’m excit­ed about the immi­nent arrival of the twins!

I ran out of my sleep­y­time med­i­cine last night, so I don’t know that I’ll do a lot of sleep­ing tonight. We have a field trip planned tomor­row that Katie real­ly wants to attend and though I’m not sure it’s a tod­dler-friend­ly thing we’ll just try to forge ahead. I am hop­ing I get some sleep, though.

We’ve got two guys sched­uled to come over Sun­day morn­ing to help move things around and go get the piano from my par­ents’ place—but one of them is rasilio, so that’s look­ing rather less like­ly now. Don’t some oth­er local fel­lows want to come get sweaty? Pret­ty please?