Uncle Dave is ready to be a dad (and Auntie Karen is more than ready to let someone else hold the baby for a while), but baby is not ready yet...
We reckon there's an 85% probability of baby this weekend though. Elizabeth prays for "baby-in-tummy" to come out and "give me a BIG hug" pretty much every night. I've been trying to adjust expectations to match newborn abilities. "Baby is going to let me play with his toys" is reasonable. "Baby is going to do puzzles with me"? Not so much.