Do it again, damn it!

Earlier this evening, Froggy was kicking so hard that I could feel it from the outside (hand on my belly). Will was home, but stirring risotto, so I went to him. Of course when I was standing Froggy refused to comply, and then we ate dinner and now s/he is in a food coma or something. I am typing with one hand while the other feels around on my belly, getting false positives from my pulse (that thing is all over the place) as I get increasingly annoyed. Dance for mommy! (I mean daddy.) Now!