(Did I trick you? Silly goose.)
Seriously, you guys. This baby’s acrobatics are rivaling Sam’s, and it is still a bitty little thing. I am hopeful that it will be a calm baby once it is on the outside, but I’d say my chances are slim. Last week the baby did something that I described to Will as a “quadruple back flip,” to be said in Jack Black’s Kung Fu Panda voice please. Yesterday it performed such a feat of tumbling that all I could say was “Whoa.” When I told Will, he said it’s obviously a Jedi.
And then today, when we went for our walk, Sam and I found an abandoned light saber. It might be broken, but I think Will can fix it. (Um, honey? I have a light saber for you to fix. We found it in the hallway.) OBVIOUSLY it is for the little Pepita.