It has come to my attention (meaning I have decided) lately that most of my posts lately center around Annabelle and it’s probably getting boring/redundant/annoying. However, unless I suddenly become First Lady and can write about spending my days with head honchos from around the world, I don’t see much change on the horizon. My goal was to not turn into a mom blog yet here I am, discussing who’s on Annabelle’s diapers (Cookie Monster), how many hours she sleeps during the night (7-8), and the number of new bows she’s gotten this month (zero) because that’s what’s going on. I don’t know why I feel the need to apologize for this on my own blog but I do. 

MOVING ON.

Sesame and I have been living it up since the grandparents are here. Yesterday we went to the pool on post.I was much more excited about it than she was. She spent most of the time looking like this. Her life is so tough.
This rodent of unusual size was also enjoy the sunny day by the pool. A dad called his kids over to look at it but told them not to touch because it might have rabies. He then proceeded to pull a branch off the tree to feed the creature. So that was really safe.

Annabelle did not like her life jacket. It only lasted 1.12 minutes. I felt like there was a huge arrow pointing at me that said OVERPROTECTIVE PARENT OVER HERE so I took it off. It wasn’t not like her toes were going to drown and they’re the only part of her that made it into the water before the crying started. (I’m really not over protective. I’d just never forgive myself if she didn’t wear it and something happened.) 

 
Fun bathing suit story. I had been boasting talking to Michelle about how I’m eating 3 times as much food lately but somehow I’m below my pre-pregnancy weight. Two hours later I put on the bathing suit I wore last year but it didn’t fit right in the stomach area so I had to wear the maternity bathing suit I didn’t even wear when I was pregnant. It was a humbling moment. I don’t know why it even crossed my mind that I might have the slightest chance of looking as good as AB in a bathing suit.