Ladies and Gentleman, Place Your Bets

Paul and I have taken to trying to guess when the wee one will arrive. We had high hopes for the 14th, but that was primarily for convenience/insurance reasons. So we've gone back to the drawing board. Here's our guesses so far:

Jennifer--Aug. 23

Paul--night of Aug. 20

Just as a reminder, the official due date is Aug. 29. Price is Right rules, person closest without going over is the winner. The winner gets...I don't know, the first picture or something.

Poor Paul

Poor Paul.

I threw up on him in the car. Again. This is the third or fourth time I've thrown up on him in a car. Somehow--voodoo or a terrible gypsy curse, no doubt--despite the fact that I've only thrown up ten or fifteen times this entire pregnancy, at least a third of them have been on Paul. At least this morning was only water.

Poor Paul.