I’m wearing pre-pregnancy pants today. I’m not very comfortable, but my pants are zipped and buttoned, and I don’t think they look obscene. It won’t be long until I can wear them comfortably.
This week I witnessed the first “conversation” between Baby A and Baby B (or is it Baby M?). I was nursing them (or trying to) and suddenly they stopped, smiled at each other, and started taking turns cooing. Every time they engage each other it is the cutest thing ever, but this event takes the cake.
Mmmm… cake! What’s your favorite kind? I like German chocolate, and anything with “too much” buttercream frosting.
Last weekend we went to Michigan, and my little twins got to meet these little twins, the sons of Thomas from Fuller Life and his wife Alison, a Cathsorority sister of mine. Thomas and I have been bloggy friends for quite some time, thanks to Quick Takes. It was so exciting to find that they were expecting twins too. Then Alison had an eventful pregnancy, with way-premature rupture of membranes. I was afraid she would lose one or both twins. But they made it, and they are adorable.
Happy Valentine’s Day! Our tradition is to avoid restaurants like the plague, eat steak, and watch Slap Shot. Not very romantic, but that’s what we do. This year, we’re postponing the festivities because Valentine’s day is on no-meat Friday. Our first Valentine’s Day together, when Brett and I were dating, I went to his house for dinner, and he served STEAK. Not steak and potatoes, or steak and salad or steak and any side dish at all, but just STEAK. I think I had an IBC cream soda with my steak. And, as some people have said, I married him anyway. In his defense, he wasn’t feeling very well. I had even offered to make him some chicken soup, but he refused. These days for Valentine’s, I do serve side dishes.
I’m thinking about a family member who has passed today. Please pray for my Aunt Eileen, who passed unexpectedly yesterday, and our family.
When will this white stuff stop falling from the sky? I can’t remember this much snow since I was a little girl. I have gotten the car stuck in it twice now, I slipped in it downtown and hurt my ankle, I have gotten it into my shoes more times than I would like to count, and I’m over it. It was pretty up in Michigan, but here in Central Ohio, it is slushy, dirty, and there’s just too much of it. I feel like this little boy.
Have a great weekend. Maybe sometime soon, I’ll blog something that’s not Quick Takes. But don’t hold your breath.
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