Charlie decided that he did not want to do his copy work so he was going to drag his feet.
I'm thirsty.
I have to go to the bathroom.
My pencil tip broke.
I'm hungry.
And on and on and on.
While he did not do as far as I wanted, he did a good portion. We made him stay up until a little after 9:00 doing it. He will continue tomorrow picking up where he left off. Right about now, I am not caring about neatness so much as him getting it done. He will hopefully learn that stalling is not going to work and he will do his assignment. We will work on neatness later.
George helped me with the dishes tonight which I enjoyed. I found it to be very sweet and romantic. Call it corny, but romance comes in the little things as much as in the big things.
I re-calculated Flora's due date again and I'm going to give it another week just to be safe. I had initially gone back a month to before seeing the signs of pregnancy. Recalculating to two weeks before noticing gives me a due date of yesterday. So I will give it one more week before doing any kind of induction. I don't want to take them prematurely, but I don't want to have her carrying them so far over that she won't be able to deliver on her own. There is also the risk of fetal death and her being unable to expel them. It is a balancing act trying to decide when to step in and when to stand back.
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