And you know what? I can't STOP EATING.
Part of me thinks we might have another baby, so I have been reluctant to get my crazy giant eating under control (not sure how to punctuate that but OBVS mean that I eat like a crazy fucking giant (see thigh-arms)). But then we had so much fun with our kids this weekend, and I realized that I will always have to mourn the last baby no matter which baby that is, and it's great to go out for brunch and do fun things around town with these very kids that we have right now. Will a baby cramp our styles and strain our budget? So, anyway, I NEED TO STOP EATING SO MUCH but today I ave had a brat and fries for lunch and nachos and champagne for dinner, so shit.
But, BONUS! Harry got a FitBit from my parents for his birthday, so I am working so hard to keep up with him. Which I never will.
Jack!! LOVES TO VACUUM! This is obviously a wonderful development.