The Boy and me at the strawberry farm two weekends ago-- when it was maybe 71 degrees:
Still thanking my local farmworkers. I do not want to crouch and kneel like that for a living.No pictures from this weekend. Too hot to focus, plus The Boy was showing us the range of his three-year-old orneriness. I spent most of my time trying to control my temper when I wasn't wiping away under-boob sweat.
Speaking of being unreasonably hot, more news from PreggerLand: we found out we're going to have a boy! He "waved" to us during the ultrasound (his hand was next to his head, and he flexed his fingers a couple of times).
And because I run a side specialty in weirdness: see this cuddly little Cerberus I found at the book store:
More soon.
4 comments:
Lisa,
I knew it! I thought you might be pregnant at artfest when I saw the mask especially.
Congrats!!
Cheryl
Love the cuddly Cerberus!
ps - (pls forgive in advance) will the baby be known as The Other Boy? It doesn't seem very nice. Oh, what about the New Boy?
Thanks, Cheryl! Yeah, I think even then I was waddling a bit. I shoulda put my feet up more often too -- but then I might've missed something!
congratulations.
our little man arrived a bit early. we've just been holding him and taking a billion photos.
he's amazing, strong, smart and gorgeous.
blessings, on your great news.
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