It is good to know that I froze.
We had to leave a restaurant last night when my nine and half month pregnant wife knocked over her glass of water and made a puddle on the floor. She tried to explain what had happened but the waitstaff took one look at my face (who had not seen the glass only the puddle) and switched into sitcom mode. It would have been nice if she had delivered right there to save all of the embarrassed apologizing, but alas the baby is still in the bun.
