Eleanor's muse

Eleanor likes to take lots and lots and lots of pictures.  Today, she found a muse.   She also took a boatload of me but I refuse to make those public.  You'll see me in approximately two months, post baby.

Quote of the Month

Flann: Eleanor, put a fork in me, I'm done.
Elle: But Mom!  That would hurt!  Like a shot!

34 weeks!

I am 34 weeks, people.  6 weeks to go until my due date, 7 weeks until I likely have this baby.  And in case you wanted to know, the baby is the weight of your average cantaloupe.

Come on Baby B!

Bet you can't do this in Texas!

This past weekend we cut down our Christmas tree in the FREEZING, BITTER cold.  It was in the twenties, at least.  And all I could say to Garland was, bet you can't get this ambience in South Texas.  And, indeed, he agreed.  Still, it's awfully festive especially when we race home to a warm house and hot chocolate.