A really big day

We had Tuesday marked on the calendar for a long time. After a little weekend trip to KC (see Chris' blog post here), we set Tuesday as our "do a whole bunch of stuff in Omaha" day.

As you can see on Jack's calendar, it was time to see Cars 2. One good thing about having a 3-year-old is that he can't read. And since he can't read, he had no idea that it actually came out last week. That saved us a weekend of him bothering us about it. "Hey man, it's on the calendar for Tuesday."

Also on Tuesday, though taking up much less space, was "baby." Chris' 19-week ultrasound was early yesterday morning, and Jack got to come along to see if he'd have a baby brother or sister.

One thing we noticed right away was the kid's nose — it looks pretty much exactly like Jack's. Also cool: we could count the fingers and toes — all are present and accounted for. Everything else was great, too. We're right on track for a mid-November baby.

Also pretty apparent: it's a girl. Jack smiled and immediately said, "I was right!" His reasoning was less based on science and more about, "we don't have a girl yet." In little-boy land, that kind of logic trumps science. And that means we should probably start organizing the spare bedroom as a nursery.

Later on, as Chris and Jack headed to Vacation Bible School, I headed down to Papillion and jumped in with the Trek Store Tuesday-night ride. It's a very, very different atmosphere down there, but it was still a good ride. Fifty miles later, we rolled back into the parking lot, I destroyed a couple of pieces of pizza and headed home.

This morning, there seems to be a car race going on next to me on the table. It's Lightning McQueen and Franceso Bernoulli, along with a host of older cars now masquerading as characters from Cars 2. This, from a kid who said he only "sort of" liked the movie, because parts were scary (read: filled with explosions). For my part, I thought it was a perfectly fine movie. It was perhaps a little bit clever for its own good (the lemon-car thing would go over a lot of kids' heads), but good nonetheless.

And now, it's Wednesday. After yesterday, a clear calendar page feels like a breath of fresh air. But something tells me they'll all be big days from here on out.