It’s almost November

Amy and Rachel have been asking for Pregnant Me pictures. I finally asked Rockford to take some pictures this evening, and this was the only one that was even halfway decent. (That may have been because I was doing the chicken dance at the time.)

The top is one of those ridiculous baby doll dresses from Old Navy. I bought it when I was far less pregnant, but it was still way too short to wear as a dress. And I don’t have long legs. For the record, I’m against this style. But it does make a mighty comfortable maternity top.

Freedom in a bag

One of my father-in-law’s favorite bits of advice is, “Prunes will set you free.” The people at Sunsweet would, I’m certain, agree with him. Click here to set yourself free, for free!

(They’re offering raisins and apricots, too, if you’re not ready to embrace the prune.)

How to scare yourself silly

A guide for the thrill-seeking toddler.

Required materials:

  • A plastic spoon
  • A fan

    Procedure:

  • Stick spoon handle through fan’s protective grid.
  • Make contact with fan blades.
  • Drop spoon.
  • Cry.
  • Run to Mommy for solace. And a wee lecture.