The guest room bed squeaks. Today the boys were playing in there without permission. I reminded them to play in their room. A little later I heard it again and called them down to remind them face to face.
"Why are you playing in the guest room?"
"Panda had to go to the doctor and is having her baby."
Oh. Well, what can you say to that?
I tried to sneak up and get a picture of the labor and delivery, but evidently it was all over by then and this is all I got...

The boys are at a stage when they don't like me telling stories about them, but I want to remember all this fun, and I am sure you would be enjoying them just as much if you were here! Just don't tell them it is on my blog, okay? :o)