Must Record

Jon had golf lessons tonight. Esther really wanted to go, so Jon told her that when she gets older, he'll take her golfing. So later tonight while getting Estie in pjs, I was putting on her diaper when she said,
"I have a penis."

I said, "No you don't!"

We talked about her true anatomy, and she said, "I want a penis instead."

Yikes. Penis envy starting early. "Why do you want a penis?"

"So I can be like daddy."

"Why do you want to be like daddy?"

"So I can go golfing." I couldn't help but totally bust up~!

Painting pumpkins with cute cousins

TURNED INTO THIS!

(that's a mixture of orange and black, rendering Estie more of a GI Jane than anything else.)

Love this bathing beauty . . .

And this one too!

Feeling Better . . .

I'm so happy that I'm in week 22 and my nausea has basically subsided. (Basically=key word). I was happy enough to actually document a few pictures of my prenatal progress and put my hair in pigtails. Too bad all that hair is going to be chopped off in a few short days. Yay for short hair!

Bird's Eye View

of my big big belly.