Entertainment

A few weeks ago, I went out to lunch with some friends from college who I hadn't seen in awhile. Holly naturally started to get antsy and fussy after a little bit, so I tried a little experiment and gave her the lemon slice from my water. What ensued was hilarious.




Some of the pictures are blurry, but you get the idea. Holly hated how sour the lemon was, but she couldn't NOT eat it! A few days later, Andrew and I were out to dinner with Holly and I showed him her little trick. All three of us couldn't stop laughing. So...this is our twisted form of entertainment at restaurants now. Holly expects a slice of lemon now, and none of us can get enough of it!

Sharing

Our little Holly loves to share her toys and books and snacks with everyone. She takes turns feeding herself and me when she's eating, and she's been known to try to force raisins into our little friend Ian's mouth (not a good idea for a 3-month-old). Anyway, she loves to share anything with anyone.


A few weeks ago, she was eating some string cheese and cut-up apples for a snack on the couch. Holly decided she needed to share with Elmo so he wouldn't be left out. Of course, I had to take a picture of Elmo "eating" his snack. What a sweet girl! We are hoping that this sharing thing lasts, although I'm sure it won't.

Pedicures

As part of my birthday gift, my mom and I went out and got pedicures, her treat, a couple of weeks ago. We went to a nice salon here in town, and it was...wonderful. My dad was kind enough to come over and watch Holly for me, so I got a baby-free, spa-filled morning! Mom and I had a great time catching up a bit and talking about reality TV. Doesn't get any better than that! A girl's morning out was just what I needed because I have got the pregnancy blues.

Let me make myself perfectly clear: I do not mean to complain about my situation! I know that we are very lucky to have been able to get pregnant two times with little to no effort on our part. We have a wonderful daughter and are so excited to have another one joining our family in a short time.

However, let me tell you: This pregnancy has been much harder than my first. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that I'm playing with and reading to and chasing around a 1-year-old all day. But the fact of the matter is, I am so tired and so hormonal and have uncontrollable, vicious cravings for anything made primarily of refined carbs. You know: brownies, cake, pie, cookies, waffles, pancakes, muffins, doughnuts, you name it. Oh, man. It's bad. Real bad.

On the other hand, I wouldn't trade my life for anyone else's. I mean, who wouldn't want to spend time with this little girl?



Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go make a milkshake run like I need to breathe.

Pizza!

We three Kings love some good pizza. (I'm sorry, I couldn't resist--we won't be three for much longer!) Anyway, Andrew is on a mission to find a really good pizza place here in town, so we are always casing out new and different pizza joints. Last Saturday, we went to a new pizza place for lunch and ordered a huge pizza so there would be plenty leftover for lunch the next day. There was a TV behind me, so these two were glued to it for two thirds of the time we spent at the restaurant. The pizza was pretty good, and they had Pepsi products which puts them up a few notches in my book. Ah, Pepsi.

Anyway, while we were waiting for our pizza we discovered this:


Now, I apologize for the atrocious photo. You must understand that I'm seven months pregnant and extremely lazy, and couldn't be bothered to stand up and take a more decent one. The box above the door (aka "The Big One") was probably about three feet square. I guess no one has risen to The Big One Challenge yet, but I am looking forward to the day that someone conquers that enormous pizza with all the fixin's.

I love (or love to hate) the show Man vs. Food on the Travel Channel. It horrifies me, yet I am mesmerized every time I watch. The host travels to different cities and takes on food challenges of every shape and size, from enormous portions to really, really hot foods. It really is disgusting to watch, yet I can't NOT watch it. Anyway, can you say "Man vs. Pizza?"

Getting Ready

When I get ready in the morning, Holly likes to harass me--I mean, keep me company--in the bathroom. The other day she discovered that this little spot under the sink is the perfect place to hang out and play. She was having a great time splashing in some water until I realized that it came from that red bucket, and that it was brown and who knows how old. Gross.

One Going on Thirteen

A couple of weeks ago, Holly and I were on our way out the door to run some errands. I put her shoes on and told her to grab her little lamb for company in the car. She grabbed the lamb and then on her way to the door, Holly grabbed this purse, slung it over her shoulder, and looked at me like, Come on Mom! Let's go! She walked all the way to the car with the purse over her shoulder, but wouldn't keep it on for the picture. Go figure.