...was my hubby's greeting the other night to our yet-to-arrive Andrew. Kind of catchy, don't you think? Hopefully we won't have to be asking that question for much longer!
We have come up with many theories on what is keeping him:
Theory #1: All of our girls are definitely daddy's girls, maybe I've finally got "mine". I certainly feel like he's attached at the hip already ;)!
Theory #2: He is his father's son, a theory my husband outlined in this post a few days ago.
Theory #3: He is a boy and I have been indulging my every craving, I mean, his every need of protein (namely hamburgers and ice cream...). Perhaps I need to switch to straight fruits and vegetables... ;).
Theory #4: He is a Shaffer (A variation of "he is his father's son"). Don't tell a Shaffer they can't accomplish something unless you want it accomplished...like the time Bri, our oldest was about a year old (that's over eight years ago!) and Lee and I sat on the couch watching her contemplate climbing into her dolls basket. Lee told her she wouldn't fit, after five minutes and a lot of maneuvering:
So, if this theory is correct, my mistake was saying about three weeks ago, "Surely he can't wait much longer!", and he is now saying, "I'll show you!!!" ;).
Or, most likely...
Theory #5: It's just not his time to be born yet.