This is actually a very typical scenario for us.  Doesn’t matter what we’re doing, the baby starts kicking and she says hello, so I say hello and maybe give her a belly rub.  Then we spend the next five or ten minutes trying to figure out what we’d been talking about/doing.  Excited?  Us?  I don’t know what you’re talking about.  <_<   >_>

Big shock; I’m wearing a Mountain brand shirt!  This is a long-sleeve, though, and I only wear these during the winter when I want the extra warmth.

Stacy’s got one of her plaid button-ups that she likes so much.  It’s occurred to me that I’ll need to retake all the pictures of her shirts after Kiandra’s born.  Even I’m not dumb enough to represent a non-pregnant woman with pregnancy pics.  Backhands are fine, but that could turn lethal.