Friday, September 16, 2011

Can You Move, Please?

Dear Little Baby Baum,

So, it seems like you decided to take a whole day off from moving around. It worried your mom and I to the point that we called the hospital and drove in after they recommended we do so. It turned out that once they stuck the monitors on you that you decided to move around like a river dancer.

We were at the hospital for about an hour, it was a pretty cool dry run for the real show. The nurses and the doctor were very nice. It made us feel really good about the place where you would first meet us. Now, technically there still is a chance that your mother will give birth to you in the back of a cab or in an Albertson's parking lot...but, I have a plan for just about every contingency. The only situations in which I have yet to devise a plan are if monkeys start to rule the earth a la Planet of the Apes, or if there is a magnitude 8 eathquake or higher that causes your mom to go into spontaneous labor. I've accounted for just about everything else...even if I have yet to set up your crib.

Keep on growing. Keep on moving. Keep on keepin' on.

Love you, Russell.

Love,

Dad