Towels at the ready?

We managed to finish one coat of paint in the kitchen yesterday, before completely flaking out. Kitchens have got to be the most awkward rooms ever to paint - we must have gone through about three rolls of masking tape! It's probably a good thing that we got some of the painting done, though, as there's a tremor of excitement running through our house at the moment. Well, a tremor of excitement running through Ruth's belly, actually! Ruth is experiencing 'mini' contractions every 15 minutes while I type. She's pretty sure that they're not the real thing, but we're still packing the bags just in case! Should make for an interesting Sunday evening...