I was having contractions last night, and (just for fun) I asked Ari:

“Ari, is the baby coming now?”
He replied: “No. In two hours.”

This alarmed me so much that even though I’ve been on a good streak with regard to getting Ari to bed at a reasonable hour, I was so freaked out that I allowed him to stay up an extra two hours (watching Disney’s Robin Hood) to make sure his oracle-like prediction didn’t come true.

Thank goodness, he was wrong. The baby is still happily in my uterus.