As I post this Will has the hiccups again. He gets them a lot, sometimes waking me up in the middle of the night. I just lay there feeling my belly thud in time with perfect little intervals. I wonder if the frequency of these bouts will continue after he’s born. Poor little guy!
Sophia called me from her dad’s earlier. She was telling me that they went to Jamba Juice and that I should go, too. Her directions were, “All you have to do is go to the church with the pointy top, turn left or right, then look for Jamba Juice.”
Yup. She’s headed for a career in cartography. Oddly, those directions would probably get you to a Starbucks.