I don't know what Mum was dreaming about last night, but boy was she flopping around a lot. It kept me up! Thank goodness I can sleep all day - tee hee.
Actually, her flopping got me thinking. When Mum was really sick with morning sickness, she would constantly complain about Mama flopping around. She'd sing a little song about it every morning:
To the tune of "Jump Around"
Flop around.
Flop around.
Flop up. flop up, and flop down.
Flop, flop, flop. flop. . .
And now she's the one flopping around all night. And even funnier: I've been flopping around for weeks, but soon I'll be big enough for Mum to feel it and I'll be the flopper in the family! We're passing the torch - from one flopper to another! I love that I already take after The Moms!
Countdown to Zordan's Arrival
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