Max, for now, is very excited about his baby sister. He can't wait for her to come (like I said-for now). He is constantly trying to talk to her, he tells her stories and more importantly he explains the basics of golfing to her. When I say talk to her I mean he has to get as close to my belly as possible and having my shirt between him and baby sister just won't do. It gets a little embarrassing when he thinks of something he wants to tell her while we are in a public place. I can just imaging what people are thinking as they watch Max and I fight-me trying to keep my shirt down and him trying to move it out of the way. Real nice!
A couple of days ago I was talking to Max from the living room. I said something like, "I think your baby sister is going to be more of a handful than you. She never stops moving." And I hear his feet hit the floor as he came running down the hall with his hands in the air yelling, "She came out!" I thought that was the cutest thing I have seen yet. He loves her to pieces already and what more can a mother ask for!