Kenley has decided that she is no longer pregnant- rather, she has her baby now. She asked me to babysit while she went to the bathroom this afternoon. What a responsible Mommy.
Mike felt his son move for the first time– on Father’s Day. How appropriate.
Britton has been asking questions about the baby’s “ability cord” lately. I don’t have the heart to tell her it’s called an umbilical cord- because frankly it should be called an ability cord. She’s on to something.
I must be in full nesting mode. Last night I appliqued 10 onesies and today I scrubbed the creaveses of my washing machine with a toothbrush. No, I’m not making this stuff up. It started with the toothbrush on the kitchen faucet, when I saw how well that worked, I moved to the fridge and ended up in the laundry room. I’m sure they make some kind of medication for this type of behavior.
I also seem to cry a lot. The pampers diaper commerical gets me every time. Even the old movie 8 seconds had me bawling last night. I had to stop watching Oprah- it was just too much.
Kenley kindly pointed out that my swollen breasts almost reach my chin. Thank you Kenley, I hadn’t noticed.
The other woman in Mr. Robinson’s life….
This little girl prefers to spend her summer afternoons lounging on the sun room couch. Such the life.
She drew them in a boat. How appropriate.
Until it the temp drops to at least 95, we will be doing this…..