And, after having a baby, don’t you feel so much more excited for people when they get pregnant? I do. So much much.
My husband’s brother/Ellen’s Uncle/my BIL Joe is in town for the weekend. We haven’t seen him since Ellen was three-months-old, I think. He might have a tough, manly exterior, but that guy is the baby whisperer. Maybe he can get Ellen to take a nap? I taught Ellen to say Joe-Joe to butter him up.
So what did I get at my creepy-stalker garage sale that I went to? I got a really cute teal shelf that looks like a house and a book about color schemes. Ya-did-a-dah! (That might make sense if you watch Elmo’s world…like I certainly do not ever).