Like mom- like child. That's the excuse Jonathan is giving anyway. This little one just wants everyone to wait a few more days. Ya know- make an entrance. Baby Finch is now 2 days late and I have officially given-in to the "whatever...whenever" mindset. I'm getting so excited to meet this little nose; these tiny fingers; this wrinkled chin.
I looked through Jonathan's baby pics last night to mentally compose the potential facial profile of this little girl/guy. It's really just an imaginery game of Mr. Potato Head. My pointy ears? Jonathan's pug nose? Let's give em some lips from dad. I have absolutely no lips to speak of. 75% chance of blue eyes. Let's throw in some of Jonathan's dimples- I like those. But, please, let's accidentally lose the toy piece that looks like Hannah's forehead. Not a good combo on anyone!
I keep telling Jonathan that, "All great things come to people who wait for them." He's in quite a state of excitement these days. And while he doesn't dare say it out loud, lest it not come true, he's hoping with baited breath that the stars are all aligning this month. And when stars align- magical things happen. What magical things you ask? Well, I'll tell you. The Chargers win the the Super Bowl.
Oh yea, and he gets to be a dad too. ; )
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