* Thirty-seven weeks, and still riding pretty high:
* The most recent doctor visit confirms that Nuke's head-down and still a boy.
(ADDED: There's something else about Nuke's head that's worth noting. The size of the head is one of the ways they get a rough estimate of the baby's size while in the womb. The problem is, there are three head sizes in our families. Byrd heads tend to by small; Jones heads tend to be pretty average; Claus heads tend to be HUGE. So, when the doctor estimated Nuke at 7 pounds last week, we both had the same thought, "Claus head.")
* Should I worry about a doctor who labels the sonogram image of Nuke's area as "Jones Jewels"?
* No contractions yet. He seems to like it in there.
* Hockey is to indoor soccer what American football is to rugby.
* Until recently, I was not aware of this fact, but it IS possible to eat too much barbeque. Who knew?
* Molly Ivors is approaching Digby's level. What Molly said.
* Yes, we have a name picked out for Nuke. You'll learn it right after he does. Pppfftttppfffttt!!!
