At 14 weeks and 3 days, I could no longer go without maternity jeans. Thankfully Mike was able to stay at home with Mr. Little and my middle sister joined me at the MOA for some girl time and shopping. PS. Maggi picked out what we've dubbed now as "sparkly jeans" and I LOVE THEM!
Mr. Little was sick this past weekend. This is him. Sick. After the meds had kicked him. About 3 hours later...this little man was zonked out on his floor because he once again was feeling whatever crud he had.
I learned this week that taking Crosstown (or highway 62) wasn't a very good idea even at 4:15 in the afternoon. Lesson learned...
THESE. ARE. MY. OBSESSION. or my main pregnancy craving at the moment. Mike had been searching for the 1 pound bag of these and finally got the idea to look in the baking section. Lets just say he was my hero that night. Mr. Little told me that I was as happy as pig in mud when I got these. Not sure what I think about being compared to a pig right now...but I was.
For the past couple of months, Evan has been going to bed a half an hour early just so I can read to him. After reading the scriptures, we've been reading a chapter of Harry Potter or as much of a chapter we can before it's 8 o'clock. We're almost done with book 1...Hopefully we'll be able to finish (or come super close) to finishing the series by the end of the year.