Well, today was a bit of an adventure.
First off, my charger arrived in the mail so I can type now using ALL my fingers.
Which is really cool and thank you, Glenn, and thank you, whoever invented the keyboard (Hank, I know you know) and if I were Clairee from Steel Magnolias, I would not say, "I love you more than my luggage," but "I love you more than myMacBook," although frankly, there are only a very few people I would say that to.
One of them, of course, would be Owen. He said something today that I want to write down before I forget it. Lily had to pee for about the third time in an hour and he said, "What is that baby in you? A Peeosaurus Rex?"
So we went to the ultrasound place and Jason got there JUST in time and we went in and the tech did her magic with the goo and the wand. The baby has a face and feet and arms and legs and hands and all the stuff that humans generally come with and we oohed and we aahed except for Gibson who kept taking my face in his hands and saying, "Do not look at that screen," and turning me to look at him. But when it came time to determine whether the baby is a boy or a girl, the tech just could not make a 100% determination. The baby is butt down right now with the back to Lily's front and thus, was shy and protective of his/her fancy parts. The tech said she had a 75% guess on it and she put that guess and a picture of that which gave her her 75% guess into an envelope and tonight Lily's friend Kelly is going to announce this to all of us at dinner and when I say all of us, I mean most of the family on both sides.
And honestly, we've never sure of gender until the baby is actually born and even then, it can be a nebulous thing and even later than that, it can be a deceptive thing so I'm not very concerned about it. Boy or girl, it's a baby and we are well assured of that and my hope is that this baby will be as healthy and happy and delightful as my other grandchildren and I have great faith that he or she will be.
After the ultrasound and a quick run to Target, Lily and I took the boys to Japanica! because Owen starts kindergarten on Monday and our days of having both of the boys for lunch time will be over. Which is incredibly sad, in a way. The boys got their miso soup and their sushi and were happy, happy. My curried tofu was extra spicy today and seemed to have fennel as one of the vegetables and I was happy too. Tomorrow Owen goes to his school's orientation and thus, begins a new chapter in his life and ours as well.
And so it goes and thus it is and I see that Jimmy Carter has cancer in his liver and that does not bode well. I don't have enough good words to say about that man, that plain man who comes from Plains, Georgia, who has done so much good in this world.
And the stars will streak across the sky tonight, or at least the meteors, and here we are, such tiny and insignificant animolicules, even the greatest and best among us. I have no idea whether or not any of our presences or actions have any affect or meaning in this universe at all but I suppose we have to dance a fancy step, believing we do and realizing we probably don't and taking in with wonder that which is all around us and sometimes inside of us, hearts and souls and Peeosaurus Rexes.
Much love...Ms. Moon