I will not whine about being pregnant, I will not whine about being pregnant. I have only a few more short weeks left. I am amazed at how many new stretch marks have graced my stomach. See that wasn’t sooooo whiney.
Thing 1 sitting in the shopping cart at Wally world spots a man with the same build as his daddy, with the same hair color.
"LOoook Mommy It’s DADDY!" Shouts directly at the said gentle man as he passes in the opposite direction.
All I could do as I made direct eye contact with the man was laugh. Out loud. Nervously. It almost sounded like my son was soliciting for a father. I started to waddle faster because I was laughing. There I was pushing a cart with two kids and one very much on the way. And me without my wedding ring.I wanted to say, " Hey, Big Daddy" but my laughter interupted me. Holy akward batman.
There are so many things this child does to make me laugh. Pee a little. And Laugh again. He is starting to repeat the things he hears. And remembers the most amazing things. I brought out an old blanket. He hadn’t seen it in like 7-8 months, but remembers that I made it into a puppet for him and would bite his hand.
He has so much fun watching Cinderella. He has this really loud and very high pitched laugh when he sees the cat Lucifer. I thought that my daughter would like the movie, and she does, but not half as much as my Thing 1.
The Office Obsession
I am addicted, I have to watch. Laugh A LOT. Pee a Little. Laugh some more. This evening’s episode was no different.
Um, can I say Chocolate without the calories. Yes that is what it is like for me. I like it.
I know there is something for me to buy, but I haven’t found it yet. And it is driving me a wee bit batty. I can’t commit to anything.
I think we have settled on a name. Ahhhhhh. One less thing to have to worry about.