Big Man On Campus

 I don't swim.  I'd like to, but I suck at it.  But it's worth the trip if I get to see my men having fun together.  We're in the middle of a major heat wave, so I don't go out with W by myself.  I'm always in danger of fainting because being pregnant means I have no way to regulate my body temperature.  I get hot...and it's all downhill from there.  Remember this episode?  But this weather is great for the pool and I gotta say, my son looks good with a tan!

He's getting too big for that floaty.  Time to pass it on to his little brother.

He loves letters and numbers right now.  He goes around the pool saying all the depths.  

Isn't he so much bigger and older-looking now?!?  I'm talking about W, not P.  My husband still looks the same as the day I met him.  I'm so happy our family is growing!!  If I were 5 years younger, I'd be thinking about having at least 2 more kids, but this girl is only a girl at heart.  Sometimes I think my body is mad that I'm pregnant again.  How dare I?!  I hope I can hang out for playdates soon.  I miss my seeing my friends and their kids.  The older I get, the less time I have for myself, the more I need my galpal therapy.  Just hanging out, talking about whatever can do wonders for the soul.

Hi-five!!!!

Oh wait!  De plane! De plane!

Kiss daddy!  

This is the best.  He finds flowers and brings them to me.  

Look at the concentration on his face.  Two flowers, one in each hand.

Here, mom.

You're sweet, kiddo.  

       Sigh.  God is good.  Life is good.