I know we are in Texas, but....

....does it really have to be 172 degrees here? OK, maybe I am exaggerating a bit. But to PG (pregnant girl), it feels like 172 degrees. I am miserable. I am sitting outside letting the boys run off energy so they will go to sleep quickly and sleep like angels until late in the morning play. Ahem. I am miserable.

In other news, Mason's garden is doing so well. We have been well-stocked with carrots and tomatoes this summer. Maybe the boys will branch out and plant a few more veggies next summer.

Two more days until my OB appt. I am excited and nervous to have an exact date to meet Max.

Wishing it was January or that we lived farther north........sigh.