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Since clearly we are all about the Big Name Question right now, M's bonding time with the duckling involved a little Q&A last night. We've discovered that if he puts his head on my belly and talks to her, she will start thumping around every time. (Almost every time, anyway.)
[Scene: He is talking. She is thumping, until he begins with this conversation.]
M: Hi, Bertha!
Ducky: ...
M: Should we name you Bertha?
Ducky: ...
M: Oh. Guess not. Okay. Lou! Hi, Lou!
Ducky: ...
M: Lou?
Ducky: ...
M: Is your name Lou?
Ducky: ...
M: How about Ducky? Is your name Ducky?
Ducky: *thumpthumpthumpbouncebingrattlethumpbingbadaboombingbing*
M: ...
Ducky: ...
M: You want your name to stay Ducky?
Ducky: *thumpthumpthumpbouncebingrattlethumpbingbadaboombingbing*
M & K: Oh, dear.
Ducky Yayer. You heard it here first. Oh, by the way! M said tonight that if we really can't decide between Bertha and Lou, he thinks we should do a friends-only LJ poll and he will go along with what the internet says. And really, three nights in a row is enough to talk about baby names, so tomorrow I will endeavor to write about something else. Really!
In other news, we were spendy and went out for a lovely, lovely steak this evening. It was delicious, and made even more delicious by the small hair I found buried in my mushrooms. I am not wildly freaked out by the occasional hair, but it is still gross, and I refuse to pay thirteen dollars for a hair in my food, so I sent it back. It was replaced AND removed from our bill, so it really did taste even more delicious in the end because steak? It's even better when it's free. But, Ducky needs protein...
Then we went to WalMart and bought prenatal vitamins and fabric and a birthing ball and possible curtains for the baby's room and paint for the furniture. We are really getting somewhere with the nursery.. I can't wait until everything is fixed and ready so I can go in and look at it all the time. I really, really need to do a picture post soon. Did you realize that this child is due in eleven weeks? Can you believe it? I certainly can't. We were celebrating tonight.. just the fact that we have made it to 28 weeks with nothing more than a cracked rib! It has been excruciatingly painful, that cracked rib, but I will so take it if it's the worst that will happen during my pregnancy. ;) Keeping my fingers crossed that it is the worst part.
[Scene: He is talking. She is thumping, until he begins with this conversation.]
M: Hi, Bertha!
Ducky: ...
M: Should we name you Bertha?
Ducky: ...
M: Oh. Guess not. Okay. Lou! Hi, Lou!
Ducky: ...
M: Lou?
Ducky: ...
M: Is your name Lou?
Ducky: ...
M: How about Ducky? Is your name Ducky?
Ducky: *thumpthumpthumpbouncebingrattlethumpbingbadaboombingbing*
M: ...
Ducky: ...
M: You want your name to stay Ducky?
Ducky: *thumpthumpthumpbouncebingrattlethumpbingbadaboombingbing*
M & K: Oh, dear.
Ducky Yayer. You heard it here first. Oh, by the way! M said tonight that if we really can't decide between Bertha and Lou, he thinks we should do a friends-only LJ poll and he will go along with what the internet says. And really, three nights in a row is enough to talk about baby names, so tomorrow I will endeavor to write about something else. Really!
In other news, we were spendy and went out for a lovely, lovely steak this evening. It was delicious, and made even more delicious by the small hair I found buried in my mushrooms. I am not wildly freaked out by the occasional hair, but it is still gross, and I refuse to pay thirteen dollars for a hair in my food, so I sent it back. It was replaced AND removed from our bill, so it really did taste even more delicious in the end because steak? It's even better when it's free. But, Ducky needs protein...
Then we went to WalMart and bought prenatal vitamins and fabric and a birthing ball and possible curtains for the baby's room and paint for the furniture. We are really getting somewhere with the nursery.. I can't wait until everything is fixed and ready so I can go in and look at it all the time. I really, really need to do a picture post soon. Did you realize that this child is due in eleven weeks? Can you believe it? I certainly can't. We were celebrating tonight.. just the fact that we have made it to 28 weeks with nothing more than a cracked rib! It has been excruciatingly painful, that cracked rib, but I will so take it if it's the worst that will happen during my pregnancy. ;) Keeping my fingers crossed that it is the worst part.
