Thursday, June 24, 2010

Mr. C. Wants His Babe.

I've been on bed rest for a month.
I thought it was lame before, but now it is laaaame.
So lame that sometimes I make Mr. C. take me places to walk around.
Suffice it to say- I am ready for this baby to get here.

Mr. C. is ready, too.
So ready that yesterday he attempted to buy out Target's entire baby section.

In August, we're going to the lake for a week.
Naturally, Mr. C. bought Max the above onesie for his first exposure to fireflies.

As we walked out of the store, he looked at me and said:
"I just want my baby to get here."

Me too, love.
Me too.