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jubilant song

"jubilant song"
paper collage
gregory a. milinovich

thursdays are typically my day off, and i was really able to enjoy it yesterday.

i was able to:

make the above collage;

take jack on a walk in which he was mesmerized by construction vehicles;

watch the yankees win an awesome and dramatic game by a walk-of home run in the bottom of the ninth with two outs;

shoot some hoops;

do a crossword puzzle;

replace the batteries in numerous noise-making-light-flashing toys, restoring the proper atmosphere in the toy room;

eat leftover lasagna for dinner;

listen to coldplay;

and hug my very pregnant wife (hugging is remarkably difficult, considering that she is 9 months pregnant and i look like i am 9 months pregnant. we have to kind of stand next to one another and hug sideways. if we are belly to belly, forget it. we need inspector gadget's go-go-gadget-arms for that!).

so it was a good day. the doctor told shannon that she is 1-2 centimeters dilated and 50% effaced, for those who know what that means. we also determined that if she has not gone into labor by wednesday, she will be induced at that time.

so we take it day by day. today is a day i'll take. low 70's. spring in the air. baby on the way. yankees vs. red sox tonight. playing with jack in the yard. life is good...



Emoly said…
that sounds like quite a day! I put together a new computer desk! :)

I can't wait to hear that the baby is on it's way (as in Shannon is at the hospital)

Yeah! :)
RedBank Billy said…
Sounds like a great day to me!! wish we could be there when the new baby arrives..... sounds like there is great anticipation in the air!!!!

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