Parties where no one drinks and everyone cries and complains about their life are not the kind of parties I want to attend. These crib parties however, I’m looking forward to! There will be people peeing their pants, hungry and spitting up. Just like a party that’s still going at 2 a.m. in Hollywood, just without the booze.
This little onsie here is courtesy of my mom and dad. They sent me TONS of clothes! Boxes and boxes of clothes, blankets, shoes and hats from newborn to 3 years old. Isn’t that wonderful? Good thing too since with leaky diapers and spit-ups he’ll be changing his wardrobe a few times a day AND of course growing out of each one all too quickly.
There are 6 doggie beds in this house for only 2 dogs. I KNOW! I’m one of THOSE people! One is by my desk and I love it when Pixie climbs in and wraps the blanket around her with just enough space open to keep one eye on me the whole time. Funny girl.
I can say my belly definitely enters the room beore I do at this point. I was having so many strong contractions on Saturday that we started timing them and thought this might be THE DAY! But, they went away by evening. See Week 33
Haircutting and… magic? That’s clever. I saw this sign and thought every store should include magic in their description. How much more fun would it be to go buy Grocieries… and Magic. Pet supples and Magic. Fuel and Magic.
Pixie communicates with us a lot using her own unique language. She definitely knows how to be cute and annoying at the same time.
