My brother and S-I-L are expecting. Whenever someone says that - as my S-I-L did today in her announcement to her friends on facebook - it makes me think of pizza. I think this is probably because before they were expecting the baby, the only thing I'd ever really associated with the word "expecting" was a pizza delivery.
Now that they're expecting another kind of delivery, though, I'm starting to realize that this might be even better and more exciting than a pizza. Man do I love pizza, but not nearly as much as I'm gonna love that little sprog.
Who knew the Marsh's were the babying kind?