Skip the brutal honesty, please

We watched Monty Python's The Holy Grail on my birthday Saturday after a gorgeous day in the sun at my friend's farm, eating strawberry shortcake with lemon chiffon and building a dam in the stream with all the little kids. Best birthday in years. Also got the best Mothers day ever! Tyler and I spent 5 hours cleaning his room, organizing all of the little pieces into their own individual containers. Everytime I walk past his room I smile. He didn't put up a fight at all, cooperated and stayed on task with lots of direction. Best present I could have received.

Tyler met me in the lobby after school yesterday like this:

"Mother, I fart in your general direction...your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberries"...then he put his hands on my belly and announced a little too loudly for a lobby full of skinny moms..."I can't wait to meet this baby Mom, but I don't want to look at your stomach aftewards okay? Cuz it's gonna look like a big empty bag, right? and just hang way down to here?" (hands cutting through the air right about my midthigh...) "and that's just gross. I don't need to see that okay?"

Okay then.

Best Mothers day ever! Truly.

Breakfast Burrito

Tried to wake Tyler up for school the other morning and he ignored me for about half an hour. I went in and leaned my hulking belly over his head and said "Get up or I'll sit on you." He rolled over onto his stomach and peered at me from under the edge of the blanket and said "Bring it, Fat Lady."