More Great Advice...and other hilariousness.

A friend of mine sent me a fantastic little email (a.k.a. "forward" but when I actually enjoy the contents of these inbox fillers, I kindly call them "emails") today with some AMAZING, UNFORGETTABLE pregnancy advice. Check it out.

Quoted from random forward:

Q : I'm two months pregnant now. When will my baby move?

A: With any luck, right after he finishes college.

Q : What is the most reliable method to determine a baby's sex?

A: Childbirth.

Q: My wife is five months pregnant and so moody that sometimes she's borderline irrational.

A: So what's your question?

 

Also, you should all know that our lovely little dog Gizmo has recently turned into a mini terror. He has apprehended not one but TWO baby things that were not yet put away in Fiona's nursery drawers and chewed one to bits. He has also rolled in his own poo twice in one week.

My conclusion from this behavior is that he's on to our games with this baby. He knows he is about to be upstaged by something that poos on herself several times a day, so I'm sure he figures "why the hell not roll in my poop-at least I get some attention afterward."


The good news is that Jamie is finally having to bathe him when I'm not there, so that's probably good experience. The bad news is that he didn't clean him all the way last time and Gizzy still smelled like turds. Oops...Nicole to the rescue.

Here is a recent photo of the Giz himself...so maybe he's a little spoiled.

I doubt he will be giving this spot up anytime soon.