Not much to see here. We are crossing days off of the calendar, rarely leaving the house except for work and our, now weekly, appointments. The time is going by ever. so. slowly.
In the meantime Andrew is dressing our daughter up in ridiculous outfits to take her to the grocery store.
Violet is spending her time playing with this bizarrely large onion that we bought at the store, mostly because everyone kept commenting on it's mutant size. Now instead of eating it, we let our daughter use it as a ball and we discuss how stupid it is that we keep a massive onion for fun.
I don't know if this picture truly encompasses just how massive this onion is. Here it is towering over a tomato.
Still not convinced? Here it is compared to a toddler cranium...
This onion is MASSIVE. And because modified bed rest means I have entirely too much time on my hands, here we have the onion next to a Weimeraner cranium...
Convinced? Good.
Anyway, Andrew is enjoying his MONTH of Andrew - his birthday, our anniversary, and Father's Day around the corner. Here is his birthday spread - herb rubbed flank steaks with spicy crab salad, green salad, Kettle Chips, ridiculously expensive olives, and PRESENTS...
The cats are busy eating my flowers.... little a$$holes...
Me? I'm miserably pregnant.
In a good way.
