I also think that if I can escape this pregnancy without gestational diabetes it will be through no effort of my own. Go, go mighty pancreas!
We are battling some little viral cold thing that is going around, which is no big deal except for the desire to just lie around with a cup of hot tea all day. Sadly, that course of action does not produce very much in the way of clean laundry or hot meals. Drat.
Also? Our heater is having some kind of emotional breakdown. Just when it starts getting all frosty overnight. Double drat.
So instead of thinking about all that, I've decided to post the kids school pictures instead. Whee!
I think you can all spot a Lifetouch school portrait from a mile away (seriously, IS there any other school portrait company?), so don't go stealing these pictures for yourselves. Besides, I have about seventy two hundred of those annoying teeny tiny little pictures -- the wallet sized ones that are the size of my thumbnail. Call me and you can have one.
Fiver, with his classic, borderline-mad-scientist smile. You can't see it too much in this picture, but it's the eyes that do it.
Francie, who rarely shows her teeth when smiling, looking like she is about to bust a gut laughing. I love that.
Of course, there are no school pictures of Sally or Bun. In fact, they have never had any formal portraits taken.
You know what? They don't have any baby books either. The poor, poor wee lass and lad.
But they have a metric ton of Kit Kats at their beck and call. That's what I call a fair trade.