Size What?!

My mom is an excellent shopper. Whenever anyone compliments an outfit I have on, my response is almost always, "Thanks, my mom (or my Mimi) got it for me." Ever since I moved out of the house at age seventeen, I can count on cute outfits in the mail for birthdays, Christmas, and even Easter! She started stocking me up on maternity clothes as soon as I found out I was pregnant. She even gives me things from her own closet if she thinks I'll like them. Well, this week I got a package from her, and it had 6 pairs of her old pants. Guess what size they were? I'm not telling you, but I will say they were three sizes bigger than I used to wear. And they were all too big for her. That's right. My mother cleaned out her closet and gave me stuff that she can't fit into because it's too BIG. Oh geez. I could just hear my old jeans calling to me from the closet as I thought about wearing them again. "Oh please, Honey", they said. "Not even close". Thanks, Mom, for keeping me in style--through thick and thin :)

Brock and His Dad

Sweet Dreams

Don't you love it when they smile in their sleep?

Sink or Swim

I don't know....I had to go to the bathroom. Don't worry...the sink is very clean.

Happy Birthday Lulu

My Lulu would have been 100 years old today.  Brock and I got on a plane to Washington where my family lives on August 22. She passed away on August 23rd.  She met Brock on Skype the week before she died, and he was there with me to say goodbye to her at her funeral. Brock, your great great grandma was an amazing woman, and I promise to tell you all about her. We love you Lulu :)





Baby Weight

"They" say you should gain about 25-30 pounds when you're pregnant. I was doing pretty well up until the last month. That's when my doctor told me, "Don't worry if you don't gain any more weight from here on out...it's totally normal". Huh. That's funny. For some reason, the scale just kept going up at every appointment. Well, I've got some work to do, and now that it's no longer topping 100 degrees (we're in the low 90's now), it's perfect weather to get out and walk. Luckily, I have a little helper to add some resistance and increase our cuteness factor. He willingly wriggles into the baby pack and off we go. What a trooper :)

Whew, that was hard work!

Standing Room Only

We've established that Brock likes to stand up. Here he goes again...11 weeks old :)