Recently Sam started a new job. He took an in-house position with a company that he loves and it has been a dream job so far. I'm so happy to see him leaving for work happy everyday.
Last night was the company party at Thanksgiving Point. I'm three months pregnant and officially in the awkward stage. I no longer have a waist of any kind and am basically just looking chubby, but not pregnant. The fact that I'm naturally built like a chicken doesn't help.
So finding something to wear to the party (to meet all of his new coworkers and boss) was a bit excruciating. After trying on all of my too-tight party clothes and then trying on all of my frumpy loose fat clothes. I ended up dragging out the maternity bin from the basement and decided to embrace the maternity thing.
Here is the result:
I also wore my long red coat for as long as humanly possible to disguise the awkward outfit. I ended up having a good time and realized no one cared what I wore.
When I got home last night, Luke and Sammie had convinced the babysitter that they could both sleep in our bed. (Moving them is a total pain and look how comfortable they look:)
On to today:
I threw a baby shower for my darling friend Brittney. Brittney was one of my laurels when I was young women's president and has also done all of my overnight babysitting for the last two years. When she got married her cute husband babysat with her. Yes, you can hate her for looking this good with less than a month to go:
The food turned out well and I think my spray paint job on the plate stand was well worth it!:
This this seems to be a random post with a bunch thrown in, so here are the kids in their Christmas pjs:
Sammie and Luke love Mr. Peeks. He is the elf that comes to visit our house each December and watches the kids and reports back to Santa.
The kids take good care of him. This is how I found him tonight tucked in with a place mat as a blanket: