Yesterday Brynns asked if she could bring her Barbie to church. When I told her no she replied with "But she's wearing a church dress!" She's too smart for her own good.
Last week we had dinner with our good friends, and the conversation turned to picky eaters. Jessica said her dad would tell them to eat their vegetables because it would put hair on their chests. In a family of 7 girls that didn't go over real well. Then Kaden announces "My mom has hair on her chest!" Nice. And in case you are wondering, I don't.
Jer and I went to the Stake Center for interviews yesterday. A little background: We love the Stake Clerk. He used to be in our ward and is hilarious. I don't think I have ever been around him without him making me laugh out loud. He also secured his spot in my good graces because Jeremy worked frequently on Sundays the few years after Kaden was born. Since I was teaching YW it made it hard to deal with a squirmy baby. Every Sunday that Jeremy was gone Tom would find me after Sunday School and snatch Kaden. Seriously, how many men willingly seek out a 6 month old to take to Preisthood?
So back to the story.... As I sit down, he says: "Am I ever gonna see you NOT pregnant?" and continues "I guess the problem is that everyone knows you are pregnant like 3 weeks into it. So it just seems like you are pregnant forever." Yeah, tell me about it. Coming from a stranger that would have been dangerous ground, but anyone who knows me knows it is completely true. That being said I'm tired of being pregnant.
Unfortunately for me, the countdown is still a pretty large number. Too many trips to the bathroom, too many contractions, not enough sleep or food. I feel like a bottomless pit. Around 8pm I'm totally ready for my second dinner and I'm sure the scale will reflect that healthy habit on the next appointment. Yay! So, yeah that's what my life is kind of about right now. The ugly large, starving, sleep-deprived, aching state of pregnancy. But this too shall pass, hopefully sooner rather than later.