Mr. Keller and I went on an early-morning date to the flea market on Saturday. It was lovely! We came home with a load of Vintage Farm goods, one of them being one of those 'finders-keepers' sort of things. I will post pictures of it soon!
While we were out, two strangers asked if I was 'getting close' (to delivering), which had me rolling my eyes and reminiscing about the days when people started asking me the same thing when I was pregnant with Morgan. Still three months out.
Highlights of the day included Morgan saying 'Hi daddy! Hi daddy!' loudly, over and over, as Jared passed the sacrament, and finding three toy cars in the fridge by the milk when I was fixing lunch. Jared also came running to tell me Morgan had just started coughing and ran to the bathroom to finishing 'coughing' (pretending to throw up) over the toilet, like he's seen me do in the recent months! Silly boy.
We had steak fajitas for dinner tonight and bright delicious oranges for dessert. For now, Jared's ironing, Bella's snoring in the corner and my house looks like a toy bomb went off in every single room.
I'm going to bed. Goodnight.
PS - Fishy number two accidentally got poured out onto the grass for a few seconds while we were in the process of changing the water. Turns out he likes life in the water much better.
Weekend Pictures
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Peanut Butter M&Ms, courtesy of Grandma Stacy
28 weeks.
Cars and milk.
Counting grapes.
Lotioned eyebrows.
Playing in mommy's lipstick and sucking toothpaste right from the tube.
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