Tomorrow, tomorrow...

So tomorrow afternoon on the same day as Atty's adoption I also have an ultrasound appointment. I took the whole day off (which never happens when you run an in-home daycare) so I figured I better schedule both in for the same day. It's going to be a busy exciting day. The adoption is first thing in the morning and then we are headed to a park with my close friend and some family members to celebrate with food and lots of pictures of Atty's last two and a half years. I put these big posters together on cardboard using a million pictures (or close to it) and wrote down different little facts out of his journal I kept for him. They turned out pretty cute. It's so neat to see him grow from little peanut to the bigger boy he is now. So after some time at the park, and it's suppose to be a nice (hot) day, we will be rushing back towards home to drop off the boys with their Neenee (my mom) at the house and hubby and I will then head off to my ultrasound. Which I am super excited about because I should finally be able to tell for sure whether this little strawberry is a boy or a girl. We have been going with girl for the most part because in the early ultrasound the tech and I were sure it looked like girl bits and pieces, but I was only 14 weeks along which is borderline for being able to decipher the sex of the baby. If we can't tell the sex of the baby this time around, if he or she makes it difficult to tell I might go crazy! I am not one to wait to find out what we are having, I like to plan. This day is going to seem like it lasts forever I can tell because I want it to be tomorrow already. Can't wait to tell you all about it!

Is there anyone else out there that thinks that tomorrow looks like a really weird word? Or is it just me...