- Me, asking Jeremy out of the side of my mouth if I look pregnant, as I take a nip of his sparking wine sample Saturday at Whole Foods and try to hold in my 6-month pregnant belly.
- Jeremy running Jack, who was clutching his toy airplane, to the potty last night before an accident ensued.
- Me saying, "I love you Jack," and him whispering in reply, "I love you, Daddy and Roscoe."
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Adventures in parenting
My sister Dayna is sick of seeing my November 30 post, so here are some small snippets to tide her over as I try to get through this insane week: