Me: You know, once this baby comes out I’m going to kind of miss feeling him move around in there.
E: Well I could always kick you in the stomach at random intervals if that would help.

(Cuddling on the couch)
E: Hey, is that a stretch mark?
E: Yeah, there’s a whole bunch of them. One…two…three…four…

For the record, they were marks from my pants, not stretch marks.

Tomorrow we’re off to visit first my family and then E’s for Christmas. I’ll be back just in time to not get drunk for New Years Eve.