a little baby hungry when I look at this picture:
it's widdle bwandon
(his good sense of fashion started at a young age)
I'll take one,
please and thank you.
(don't freak mom and mom-in-law...it will be a while...)
But for some reason I can't stop thinking about my future children. I pray for them every night (have since I was way little). And sometimes, when I do something stupid a make a poor choice I think about how they are watching me from puffy clouds in heaven. And they probably sit up there together laughing at what a silly I am. And i'm grateful that they won't remember all the silly things I do so that I can have their trust when they are growing up. So that I can be a good mom, despite my sillies in the past.
(I especially like that word today. It's become a new nickname of mine. thanks to brandon. Or thanks to my silliness. one of the two.)
But I suppose i'll just have to entertain them (my kids) for the next couple of years. and keep praying for them. I'm sure they are oh-so-excited for B and me to wed! I sure am. Oh, and just in case anyone was wondering, the count is 77 days (not like i'm counting...).
I best get back to my studies. But I keep dreaming of babies. and baby names (which I dare not share with you. cause they are the best. and I'm selfish like that.) and of being in Seattle with mum and sissy. I can't believe they went to my birthplace without me. :(
studying on a friday.
it just sounds wrong.
Hope you all have a happy (homework free) weekend!