Growing Up

We've always had a little trouble remembering to start the dishwasher in the evening. So, sometimes we would wake up with a dishwasher full of dirty dishes. We finally came up with the solution of working it into Isaac's bedtime routine. Now, between "brush teeth" and "read a book" is "start the dishwasher". And, as you can see, he seems very proud to be able to do this himself (we'll see how long that lasts). Baby update: Actually there's not much to report. At our weekly perinatalogist appointment, because we didn’t have a sitter lined up and we were curious what Isaac would think of watching the ultrasound, we took the kids with us. He thought it looked pretty cool, but I don’t think he could quite make out the images of a baby. After the ultrasound (everything still looks fine), we had a non-stress test. This is where a couple hockey-puck sized sensors (actually, I have no idea how big a hockey-puck really is, but it's probably pretty close) are strapped onto the mom’s belly to chart out the baby’s heartbeat and the mom’s contractions. Sometimes, like this time, there’s a button to press when the baby kicks that prints a mark on the printout to compare activity to the heartbeat. Isaac spent some time laying on the hospital style bed next to mommy. She decided to let him hold the button and press it when she told him to. I think he enjoyed this. After a little while the nurse came back, looked at the paper and said "I see you’ve had a couple contractions. Can you feel those?" to which Isaac replied "Yes." The nurse then turned to him and asked if they hurt. He said "not too bad." The next several minuets showed spikes on the contraction printout - a result of laughing.