Now, I feel them.

The kicks are coming. And I've gotten to feel a few.

It is a pretty cool, while slightly creepy feeling. At first...it was just a couple taps that could easily have been Shaundar preparing to rip one on me. But, then I got one that didn't feel like a kick as much as Desi sticking his butt up to Shaundar's abdomen and shaking it, just for me to feel.

At night, I am reading to the baby. I'm not sure how much he likes being brought in to Harry Potter at Book 7, but...I've only read that one once and wanted to give it another go. And, since I'm the dad and Starbuck can't even open his eyes, yet...he get's what I say he gets.

He's pretty active at the end of the day. Either that, or he's pissed off because nobody told him Dumbledore died in Book 6.