This is what happened at 8:00 this morning:
Telephone: Ring, ring
Older Lady: Hi, is this the (insert name here) residence?
Me: No, I'm sorry, you must have the wrong number.
Older Lady: Really? Are you sure this isn't the (insert name here) residence?
Me: Um, yes.
Older Lady: Is this 320-9933?
Me: No, it's 320--9993.
Older Lady: Oh! I'm sorry! Thank you!
Did she really not think that I knew whose residence it was? Did she think I was lying? Or was she afraid that it made her a crazy person for getting it wrong? Ah well, c'est la vie.
Asher had his speech therapy evaluation yesterday. He had had his physical one last week, and he's behind but doesn't need therapy. He did get some inserts for his shoes because he's completely flat footed and it's affecting how he walks. He also doesn't need speech therapy, which after the questions she asked I thought for sure he would since I said no to basically everything, but she just said he's a little behind but only come back when he turns 2 and is still not doing well.
I had an appt. today, it was a waste of time. The baby is fine, he couldn't tell me any better what the gender is, so we are still going on the assumption that it's a girl. They moved my due date back to Sept. 18, blah. Then I had to take the glucose test early, which was a blast. Luckily Adam came and could corral Asher.
We went to PA last week to visit LaShae and Bethany and their families. LaShae is a darn cute pregnant lady, and Bethany's son Ami is adorable. He and Asher were best buds by the time we left. It was a really fun trip, I also got to see Adam Loucks and my Adam got to meet all of these people that he hears so much about.
Well, there's my update. I don't have the energy or brain power to think of a good April Fool's Day joke. So just assume everything I told you is true.