Well, I have taken to reading to the baby at night before Tiff goes to sleep. I already had a couple Dr. Seuss books, so it was pretty easy to get started (The Cat in the Hat and Green Eggs and Ham). Then I bought One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish which, as Tiff tells me, is her absolute favorite. It's a good choice, but not one of my favorite. I like the two I already mentioned, plus: Hop on Pop, There's a Wocket in My Pocket, Marvin K. Mooney, Will You Please Go Now!, The Curse of the Cat In The Ha - oh wait, that one isn't by Dr. Seuss, it's by me - I Can Read With My Eyes Shut and Horton Hatches the Egg. But I won't begrudge her 1F,2F,RF,BF. It is a classic, even if it has very little to do with Fish.

Recently, though, I have started reading the original Winnie-the-Pooh books; Tiff has them all in one soft-cover volume. It's pretty cool. That A.A.Milne guy had quite the dry sense of humor. I think it's funny that Christopher Robin looks like a girl. But I guess that was the style in the early 20th century. Thank God it's not the style now.

Anyway, I have been reading to the baby while it is still inside the womb. I felt a little weird and self-conscious about it at first, but I soon got used to it as it was pretty much just like I was reading to Tiff. Only, instead of reading to her face I was reading to her stomach.

Every now and then while I'm reading, she'll stop me and have me put my hand on her tummy because she says that "it just kicked." Of course, I can never feel it. It probably can't kick all that hard, seeing as it's only 4 months old and, just 3 months ago it looked like a random bunch of cells hanging out together for no good reason. But I keep trying to encourage it to kick harder so I can feel it by saying that "this is the only time in your life that I'm ever going to tell you it's okay to kick your mother, so you'd better take advantage of it." But, being a child who I'm sure thinks it "knows everything," as most kids feel, it feels it doesn't need to listen to me. Kids these days. I tell ya...