On our way home from church just now, Tadhg jabbered a mile a minute about whatever crossed his mind. I've been feeling Baby Sister move a lot today, and as Tadhg paused for a breath I commented to Rundy that she's been flip-flopping like a little fish. Tadhg, understandably, needed to be assured that his new baby will not, in truth, be an actual fish.
"She's not flip-floppin'," he argued.
"Then what is she doing?" I countered.
"She's workin' on computers."
In case any of you wondered what happens in the womb--now you know.
