"Baby Come Out!"

That's what we've been teaching Dallin to say to my belly.  He is super cute saying it and has NO IDEA how it will rock his world when the baby finally decides to listen to him.

But seriously...

I'm 40+4 today.  It's time.  I've spent the day doing laundry, packing bags, mowing the lawn, and cleaning the house from top to bottom.  We've even decided on a name (which is a pretty big thing).  I feel like I've been pretty pleasant the last couple of weeks, but if one more person says "you're STILL pregnant?" or "are you SURE it's not twins?" I may say something quite regretful.  I'm ready.  So really....

BABY COME OUT!!!