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100 DAYS!

As I'm sure you well know because you have your own count-down-charts at home, today I have 100 days left until my expected due date of baby #2, known only as Bobbi.

I figured the Bobbi needs his own post, which is why I am not mingling the loud boisterous post below with this one about my little unborn angel baby Bobbi.

Bobbi is growing real hair, listening to our voices, kicking lots, hiccuping and is about 1 1/2 pounds. He is more easy going and non-confrontational than Thomas. He does not kick back with great force when one pokes in his general direction.

Bobbi enjoys singing, sugary foods, naps with many pillows and being called Bobbi by his brother. He is excited about being born, but is also patient and willing to contain his joy for a later party. He is considering the virtues of celebrating Halloween this year. We shall see. As of yet there are 2 names being considered by 2 parents.

However, there is only one Bobbi.

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The Albrecht Geekclan said…
Incase you haven't noticed, Thomas already named his little brother. I wonder if you will have issues trying to name him anything else!
August 19, 2009 at 10:49 AM
Post-it Note said…
I know! Everyone has been asking why we don't just name him Bobby. John actually made a point of saying he doesn't really want to name the baby Robert. But this week Thomas started saying Baby correctly! I don't know what we are going to do now...
August 19, 2009 at 11:06 AM
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