So, as Chelane is stubbornly waiting until AFTER her due date to come, Dallas keeps reminding me of the fact that I am an anxious waiter.
Dallas came two weeks early so one afternoon in August I decided, "Hey, why not set up all the baby stuff?" So I did. Since Cam is an EXTREMELY heavy sleeper (as long as it is in the middle of the night, from about 5am on he isn't so heavy) and the master bedroom is in this house is huge, I just set up the crib and dresser, with the baby clothes and diapers, on the side of the room we weren't using. Cam, of course, came home and immediately teased me for being so pro-active and then put the crib (already complete with sheets) to good use as a hanger for his work pants. *sigh*
Every few days or so Dallas will decide to rearrange my baby organization job and pull the clothes out of the dresser. He especially seemed to love a little pink spit bib (he believes it is a hat I think) until the other day. He pulled out a cute, newborn-size, yellow sleeper with ducks on it and brought it over to the bed where I was finishing "Return of the King". He handed me the sleeper, and when I asked what he wanted me to do with it he promptly started trying to pull his shirt off and signing "help". When I didn't oblige and tried to explain that the sleeper was for a baby and too small for him, he took the sleeper from me and went to find Daddy...
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