Waiting...

We're still waiting on the baby. It's not late or anything like that, but we'd like it out. It's interesting how stress can creep up on you. Exhale. Ah. Espresso.

Today, I was downstairs reading. I hear Ellie yell from upstairs: "Dad!" She usually calls me dada, but when she's being demanding, it's dad. So I walk to the bottom of the stairs & tell her good morning. She throws her sippy over the safety gate & down the stairs. It landed at my feet. She said, "orange juice." She knows what she wants. I'm in for it.