Brooke's sitter came today, she hasnt seen her in almost 2 weeks since we were out of town last week. She was so excited to see her when she walked in I think she almost passed out. She couldnt figure out if she wanted to show Ana her toys, talk about Wrigley, or tell her about her trip. She did all of it, including demonstrating the seal dance, which is awesome. She was a flustered, rambling, excited, mess :) It was pretty hysterical.
She gave Ana a few minutes to say hello, talked about the seals and whales and the beach in California, then ran to the front door yelling "SHOES!!!" as she grabbed Ana's shoes and practically whipped them at her. I guess she assumed it was time to go out and play.
While Brooke was putting on her show, Ana said to me:
"You got bigger" as she patted her stomach
I know I did ... but did she have to point it out? It's not like I'm feeling all cute and glowing these days ;) She didnt mean any harm and she is the nicest person you could ever meet (obviously, since Brooke prefers her to Mommy ... and Mommy is pretty awesome if I do say so myself), but that wasnt what I wanted to hear at 9AM this morning.
Does that counter even work??? I still have 109 days to go? Sheesh :)
