6 days until Liam . . .

I know, I know, today is the due date. Forget about that. We got a call from the doctor today. If Liam doesn't get with the get go, then medical science will. In the mean time, K- and I have began an additional tact - reverse psychology. K- has been asking Liam not to come this weekend, because we have a big vacation to Vegas. Whatever he does, Liam, well, you should hold off until we play the slots at The Venetian. The only wrinkle is if he can hear us or if he has a GPS in there. Nonetheless, we are running out of rabbits in this hat.