This weekend was great, my husband didn't work the WHOLE of Saturday... Yay!
We got to catch up with a dear friend who has been diagnosed with Breast Cancer at 32 years of age. She seems to be doing well. You are in our thoughts Keri, besides you are now Keri Born-a-hero so we know that you will kick the Big C's butt in no time. I do ask that when Keri goes for her next chemo you all say a prayer and wear pink (I will post the date shortly)
On a lighter or should I say on a weirder note.
True Story Moment -Later Saturday afternoon, there I was chatting, chilling and enjoy life as Bebe A lay on the blanket next to me pretty much doing the same thing. A guy walks up to me and girl friends and says "oh how old is your baby?" I respond in a proud mama voice "3 months".
"Is she obedient?"
I reply "Well when I leave her somewhere she is there when I get back"
I then give myself a firm talking to "be nice"
The weirder note is when he asks quite loudly "Are you breastfeeding?"
Unfortunately no quick witty responses from me this time.
The life and times of a mom trying to do it all with a toddler, baby and husband in toe, never mind the 2 massive puppies.
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