Sunday night at the airport a lazy Burger King cashier gave John and I an extra Double Whopper w/Cheese rather than push a couple extra buttons on the register. That was a whole lot of food for us to handle. Today, we confirmed that Beth and I are going to have a whole lot of baby to handle as well. Humphrey II is going to be a Whopper! Currently at 35 weeks, H2 is already 7lbs 2oz! Now, let’s do some math, normal term is 40 weeks and they say that a baby grows a pound a week for the last few weeks. Yes, that adds up to 12lbs 2oz! Beth is currently curled up on the couch with her legs crossed in a mild state of shock. Me, well, honestly, I’m just really really really happy to be a man.

Driving home from dinner, Amelia drops something in the back seat

Amelia: “Oh Shiot”
Beth: “What?”

Mike’s train of thought: “Well shit, my nineteen month old just said ‘oh shit”.

B: “What’d you say honey?”
A: “Oh Shiot”

MTOT: “I’m in deep shit if she just said oh shit”

B: “Oh shoot, did you just say oh shoot?”

MTOT: “Yes, could it be a shoot, but where could she have learned shoot, who uses that word around her?”

A: “Oh shoot”
B: [giggles] “Oh shoot, that’s right honey, you say oh shoot when you drop something.”

MTOT: “Holy shit that was close”

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We’re going to try something different this time around:

A YouTube video of Amelia kissing the baby on the way:

And the recent glut of pictures from April and May stored on Picassa Web Albums: