
Well, the due date has passed. The cream has expired. We are still waiting. Bugalugs could arrive at any minute, but I don't think s/he is in any hurry. I'm just sitting at home, waiting. We are coming to accept that Bugalugs is probably going to be a Scorpio rather than a Libra. Oh well.
In the meantime, Bugalugs is still cooking. We never get tired of looking at the belly and seeing how much it has grown, or watch it move around. But we are looking forward to seeing that baby on the outside!!
We have been cooking too. We made the most of this extra time last weekend and whipped up some tomato salsa, ketchup (aka, dead horse) and prickly pear jelly. Oh, and froze a whole pile of carrots (yes, those carrots are supposed to be purple). Now we have a nice little stockpile for the winter and only a few things left in the garden. We still have hundreds of tomatoes (!) and are running out of ideas of what to do with them all...


We have been preparing in other ways too. When the Shriver family came to visit last weekend, Howard got a chance to practise his book-reading skills with Enzo, and his baby-toting skills with Max. I think that Howard gets just as much of a kick out of it as the boys do...


In the meantime, I washed all of the cloth diapers that we received as gifts from our baby shower. Thanks everybody! I know that I probably won't always feel this way, but don't they look beautiful, hanging on the line in the sun?




















