"I know! How 'bout we bring and apple-tizer!"
"That's a good idea instead of a dessert, what kind?"
"Hum... prolly a green apple one"
In my excitement I almost missed this apple-tizer gem!
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In celebration of hitting 32 weeks last weekend I decided to go to church for the first time in almost a month! It was the most fitting opportunity for me to continually shout the "if loving the Lord is wrong, I don't want to be right!" the entire drive there (Coming to America? Anyone? Too old? Please don't tell me it's too old?). I just needed to go. I really do not like missing church. I need that time. It's hard for people who don't go to church to understand, but a month without was really wearing me down.
Buuuut it turns out I probably should've been wrong for a little longer, because everyone and their Sunday hats said something to the effect of "oooh so good to see you! Must be so nice that you're off bed rest!" including my own husband who assumed this also meant I should basically be off bed rest because I "could" make it through mass. What did people think? If I got out of bed the baby would slip right out??? Of course I "could" make it through mass. I probably "could" go to the grocery store, cook dinner, clean my house and carry my children up and the down the stairs, but it's not a exactly recommended to try at this point... so my celebratory excursions are no more until I am officially off bed rest to avoid giving any false impressions that it would be ok for the baby to be born this early. It would be "ok" in terms of survival, but the timer hasn't buzzed yet, this little bun needs to cook a lot longer!!
I'm still on bed rest. I'm still on bed rest. I won't wonder around any more! Scouts honor!
The train table won this battle, but don't worry, he'll probably try again next week just to make sure running into it will still hurt.
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The jury is out whether he was trying to make his brother feel better for his swollen Orc face or if he just forgot it's a bad idea to try blowing a motor boot in a bubble bath.
(The scribble is curtesy of Bash, who can't resist an opportunity to 'dah too'"
I'm quite excited for this Friday, not because it promises to be filled with mediocre meatless meal options, but because my sister is flying into town as I type!! I'm not really sure who loves her more, me or my kids, but both of us get similarly excited when she walks through the door. She enjoys my silly punny humor, also laughs with her mouth open too wide with me and personally knows the woman who Sean Lowe picks to be his "ever lasting" bride!! Which means I can corner her without electronic escape into answering my many questions that she's been avoiding all season long since accidentally telling me she not only knew who he picked in the end, but she KNEW who he picked in the end! So I can't really focus on wrapping this up with anything witty or interesting, except maybe to say wish me luck not wanting to push my bed restiness while she's here.
I'm linking up with Jen at Conversion Diary :)