
Here I am at 20 weeks pregnant. Tegan better appreciate the fact that I allowed him to expand the size of my body.
I cut all my hair off, and I like it, but Adam likes long hair even though I always throw it up. men are such fickle things.
I used to be obsessed with blogging, but not so much anymore. We've also been out of town for 2 weeks while Adam went to work in Midvale, UT. We had some fun times, but Adam's cheap company put us up in the most ghetto place of all Utah. Our hotel stunk like nastiness,and our neighbors were ghetto and blasted their thug music until 2 am and woke us up with it at 6 am. I don't think these people even had jobs. Good times. We did get to go to a few fun places like the dinosaur museum in Lehi, the aquarium in Sandy, Temple Square, and out ofr some nature walks in the mountains. Poor Easton thought that we moved to that hotel. I will post some of the pics soon.
As for me, I'm as fat as ever with a large belly that seems to grow larger each new day. Lucky me, I've got 18 more growing weeks ahead of me. I'm going to have to go on Biggest Loser when Tegan comes out, and I'll be the heaviest woman on there. I could win some money, though.
Easton is practically potty trained. Unless I put underwear on him. So he's going commando under his shorts until he stops peeing in his spiderman unders. As long as he has nothing tight around him he'll pee and poop on the potty
Easton's pretty funny these days. He thinks he's allowed to grow up or something. Weird, I know. I'm not allowed to see him on the potty. He says, "No, don't see me poop." I can't tell him no without him saying, "You calm down! You don't tell me no." Of course not, I'm just the mom.