… and Rae's belly is officially big enough that she can knock a can of Coke off the kitchen counter with it.
She could turn around and - BAM - Coke would go flying.
I'm not saying that she did that.
That would imply that either our kitchen counters are at my waist level - or that she has gained about 6 inches with the pregnancy.
She has smacked me with it though.
Kinda hurts getting whacked with a baby.
But it's one of those things you just have to laugh at.