20 Jun 2009

Forty-seven

Whoa!

GUESS WHAT?

When I got back to the party, everyone was still having a great time. Except Mum. She was sitting in this deck chair that she couldn’t get out of, holding her massive tummy and saying ‘It’s starting, it’s starting!’

Well, then everything went crazy!
Mum came back to the house with Dad to pick up her overnight stuff. Dad asked Dawn if she was sensible enough to keep an eye on me and Ben until he could sort out a sitter. She just rolled her eyes, which Dad took as a ‘yes’.

Now, we’re at home, waiting for Dad to ring from the hospital.

Sbrother is on the way!