Fun week

This week the lovely Jen and her two precious babies were here Monday through Thursday to visit and play. Jen and I met literally the first day of Freshman year of college when we were standing in line at the cafeteria. I distinctly remember thinking she was so pretty and just said, "Hi, what's your name?" Shelley was with me and the rest is history. (sidenote- you know we are good friends b/c I, with sound mind, donned a blue, SATIN bridesmaid's dress when I was 9 months pregnant with Julia at Jen's wedding).

This week we had a great time in the baby pools, at the mall carousel, at playgrounds and just hanging out. I love friends you can just pick up where you left off after years. But today we are back to the nitty gritty.

P.S. my new line when people say, "you are pregnant? you want MORE?" (which is often said with a painful grimace) is "well, it's not a rash- it's a baby so YES of course I want more". (Of course I don't always say this, but sometimes I do say the "it's not a rash" with a giggle to change the TONE they are giving me). I love this article I read today "My Children are not a Statement." A blurb:

I don’t think I’m holy because I have a lot of children.
I don’t think I’m a superstar, and I don’t consider it an achievement.
I don’t say or think everyone should have big families. ...
We have children for our own reasons, and aren’t trying to say — well, anything to anyone. My children are human beings, not a statement.