Stuff like long morning walks, trips to the park, picnics, reading piles and piles of books.
The kind of stuff that stitches my life together in a very happy even if predictable way.
My fetus has grown, and is making a nice appearance. I seem to have borrowed more maternity clothes than I realized last time around because I am rotating the same six things through my wardrobe, aaaaand some of those aren't going to last when I get gihungous.
I am making a mid-week and mid-year resolution to take more pictures. I've really halted my record keeping in general, and this includes my picture taking. There are a couple of grandmothers living in the west who could file some serious complaints about this.
M is ta-ha-ha-halking like a crazy little man. I can't keep track of where or how quickly he picks up his words. His three syllable words are dee bayst. Bumblebee has been my standing favorite for a little while.
Isn't life the greatest?