Hello to all of you Wonderful People out there!! I’m officially over most of my 1st trimester ailments, and have been feeling great! We have a doctors appointment on Friday that will confirm our little Phineas or Philodendron is Lemon sized. I capitalize Lemon because this kiddo will be an honorary Lemons (my favorite Lemons’ live in Phoenix- Hi Yia-Yia and Amy!!!) and this week holds a special significance because of it.
So. On to the pic. I couldn’t choose, so you get two for the price of one!
I know, I know, I haven’t seen ANYTHING yet. It’s just going to get bigger and bigger until James mistakes me for his giant peach and tries to drop a rope ladder into my enormous, gaping belly button.
Thing One should be sucking his thumb, recycling his amniotic fluid (read: PEEING), and making faces! Everyone loves the Pouty Face. Our little Lemon can pout! On a side note, I would spend allll my time grimacing if I lived in a sac of my own pee. I’m just saying.
Our super sweet, super fat, very good natured Apple Smuggler growled and hissed at Luke the other night while we rough-housed on the couch. We were in the throws of an epic tickle fight when we heard a low growl. We’re not 100% certain, but think we narrowed it down to Luke specifically, only when he was “attacking” me. How very strange… I’ve obviously had that experience with dogs. Has anyone else seen a cat get protective like that? She’s all over him otherwise, so it’s not like she’s just playing favorites.
Other than that, nothing new at the Stafford Poor Farm. The house will be done (as far as we plan to go with it) after this week. I’ll post pics. Promise. No, this time I really mean it. =)
Love to all!! I miss everyone so much more over the holidays. Enjoy the next month and don’t forget to have an extra glass of eggnog or wine for me!