30

Yesterday was 32 days until my 32nd year is over.  So, I think I'm really going to count down as to what my "32" year looks like -- the good and bad.  Here is today.

Eddie, my darling boy, 19 months old, who follows me around like a puppy.  He doesn't shed, although his kisses leave me just as wet.  One is my favorite age.

 This is me, today.  21.5 weeks pregnant.  Getting big.

And just two months ago.  It's amazing that my nails are polished, my makeup is on, a residual tan, and my necklace is rocking the neon.  I liked my complexion in this one.  Not gonna lie, it's hard to get chubby.  Photo credit: Maisie.

Happy Thanksgiving

This year we had three groups of friends/family bail on sharing our Thanksgiving feast.  However, it amazed me that a table set for eight, four types of meat, and two pies is no shabby show.  Austin, the girls and I cooked all morning, while Andy and Nick prepared a treasure hunt.  Absolutely no stress the entire day.  Loved it.
Meal prep.

 Festive table.

 Water balloons while watching "Potter" -- the treasure at the end of the hunt.  Nick's balloon popped all over the floor.

 Austin grilled the best tasting turkey -- ever.

 Roasted/grilled veggies.

 Time for pie.

 Catan.

                                                                 

Vertigo

Austin has been sick for 10 days; he has vertigo.  He was able to go to church today, though.  He's supposed to be back to work tomorrow, so I sent him to bed at 6 this evening.  

Total Disertion

I took pictures of the kitchen this morning -- only dishes remain.  Not a child in sight.  Somehow this was a bit of a relief.  I found myself working alone, thusly thinking alone.  Ironic that it is easier to work alone than it is to have "help."  

Oh, here they are!  (It's 77 degrees today.)