when husbands are annoying: that is an enchilada-sauce handprint. on a freshly washed bath towel. BATH TOWEL. like, c'mon man, do you WANT me to yell??
ohmygosh. that mess of JJ's clothes in the background. sorrrrrryyyyy. ok. so i had a job interview yesterday. i felt good about it and i should get the job. however, it ended up being extremely awkward. who hires a 5-months pregnant woman?! even though it's 2012 and everything. the world just isn't fair. anyway, i addressed the elephant in the room at the end of the interview and they said "congratulations," but mostly i think i just made everyone uncomfortable with my obvious belly. also, even dressed like a man in all black, it's really REALLY hard to hide the basketball under my shirt! since i had an interview i feel productive. good job, self.
a lovely gift wrapped by 8-year-old M. two layers of wrapping paper, two separate ribbons and fully entwined in double-sided tape.
my Dad picked up a little something for Cleo at the Gonzaga bookstore. hahaha so cute! he also got a little matching onesie for JimmyFrank when HeShe comes out.
JJ surrounded by lots of love. if you're wondering why JJ looks like a zombie, keep in mind that we were woken up at 6 a.m. with little P in her crib screaming "LLLLLLL! I'M AWAAAAAKE! COME AND GET MEEEEE!" Little P is ob-SESSED with Cleo, as you can gather from this picture. there were tears and protests and dramatic foot stamps when Cleo left on Sunday after lunch.
because every time i eat at SF, i have to post a pic. droooooooooooooL. i went twice and kicked myself for not getting a sandie to-go.
my special Valentine from the kiddies.
me, Cle and JF