Aaron made rice crispy treats. Sammy was singing “rice crispy treats, rice crispy treats!” Then she came over to Allison and said in a very deep and quiet voice: “you’re going to drink some!!!” Both kids think it’s super awesome that I can turn anything I eat into milk for Allison. Including rice crispy treats apparently.
Last week I went to a baby shower. I got real fancy and put on a sweater with my maternity jeans I am still rocking (and will be rocking for the next decade, but whatever.) When I got home Harmon woke up from a nap and found me in the kitchen and declared that I needed to change out of my sweater. I told him I was fine and wasn’t going to change. He kept on insisting, bringing me different shirts from my closet and telling me I needed to change. This was very odd behavior and finally I asked Harmon if he didn’t like that I looked too fancy (I mean all I have been wearing is sweats for the past forever months.) He sulkily said no, but then declared “you just look too beautiful!!! I don’t want you to look so beautiful!” I inquired whether or not putting on another shirt would make me look ugly, and he assured me that it would make me look “just a little bit beautiful”. Much to his disappointment I decided to remain too beautiful for the rest of the day.