50 weeks/Memorial Day Weekend

Last Friday was 20 weeks- thank goodness I'm halfway done with this pregnancy. I literally want to go to bed around 6pm every night- and it sucks. Plus, it's getting more difficult carrying Thomas while I walk up steep hills/stairs/bend over etc.

Stephen talked me into chopping Thomas's hair while it was wet. Big mistake. Of course I accidently chopped off all of his beautiful curls and now it's uneven. Oh, well. It will grow back.

I think I'm one of the only people who is happy it's been exceptionally cool around here. Being 15 pounds heavier and chasing after a toddler in the heat is no fun.

Last week, I took Thomas to an open house at the local fire station.