Kevin just called me during his lunch break and told me to have Ruby "play dead" so that I could see her tummy. Expecting to see a big gash or scrape or something (standard fare on our thin-skinned, sensitive pit bull), I told her to play dead. On her bare tummy skin was a skull and crossbones tattoo. Kevin had gotten it from a student and decided that Ruby needed to be a little tougher, so she now has a fake tattoo on her tummy.
I can't wait to see what he does to our baby when I leave the house for an hour.
In other news, my due date is exactly 4 months away. Five down, four to go! Sometimes it seems like my pregnancy is going by so slowly. But as I think of all the things I need to have done before the baby comes, it doesn't seem like four months is nearly long enough.
And we added the name Zion to our list of boy names. Kevin and I both like it, and there's a little boy named Zion in his class who is absolutely adorable. A bit of a pill, but so cute. Anyway, we could add a little more multiculturalism to the Dahl clan by using that name: a Hebrew name meaning Israel, now traditionally given to African-American babies, and a Swedish last name. We will turn this child into a Thomas mutt if it's the last thing I do!