I just looked at Matt and said "Eight more weeks."
Then I heard what I said.
Then I realized what it meant.
...stunned blinking...
Then I yelled, "HOLY CRAP EIGHT! EIGHT!" and peed a little.
Now, excuse me while I go catch my breath and find my heart.
It's on the floor, somewhere, along with my chin.
Emperor Iddle
Ruler of the Great Kitty Empire, owner of two people
Sir Mouse
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Rotund Brother & perceived threat to the Emperor, Tormentor of Sir George
Sir George
Great Scare-dy cat and fastest runner of the Great Empire
Jester Roscoe
The Great Contortionist, town comedian, eternally confused
4 comments:
That is some scary stuff right there.
At least her room is ready! Eight weeks before my kiddopotomas came out, her room was still our office. (*gulp*)
It does come fast. I remember looking at my husband at the 4 week mark...I freaked out a bit.
No doubt.
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