Today is a gorgeous day in Dallas! It is about 75 degrees and very sunny outside, so Frank and I decided to enjoy some patio time this afternoon. Here is a picture of the only thing blooming in our backyard right now, our camellia. It is so pretty, and I love that it blooms in winter. When Heath and I did the landscaping last summer, it was the only plant I actually picked out. Heath likes to say he has the soul of an artist. I laugh at this, but it is true. He has the ability to visualize greatness while looking at disrepair. If it were up to me, we never would have bought this house, because I could not see past the hideous wall paper and master bath painted bright orange and decorated with grecian columns. But, I digress. Here’s a pic of my flower!!
Frank got some much-needed Vitamin D in his bouncy seat. Mommy polished off her Diet Cherry Limeade from Sonic Happy Hour. Life was good!
Then Mommy brought out the treat she bought earlier at the local Walmart: INFINITE BUBBLES!! This bubble machine is so fancy it required 4 batteries!
Trouble was, she had a hard time taking pictures of Frank enjoying bubbles while also operating fancy bubble gun. Oh well, trust me when I say he enjoyed them!
In other news, we went to neighborhood playgroup today. Frank is liking it more and more each time, because he is finally getting big enough to play with the other kids. The first time we went, he was only six weeks old! Today, he got to show off his new skills of sitting up and scooting backwards. I think he will be scooting forward in no time! Anyway, the playgroup is made up of 6 mommies and babies. Three of the mommies have two kids, two of us have only one, and one mommy (we’ll call her Supermom) has three! Supermom has two girls, ages 5 and 3, and a little boy that just turned a year old in November. I call her Supermom, because in addition to raising three kids under 6, she also works out everyday. EVERYDAY! The first time I met her, her youngest son was 8 or 9 months old, and she was like a size 2. Of course, I want to hate her, but I can’t (a) because she is super nice, and (2) because I NEED her for advice. She is like the head therapist in our playgroup/mommy therapy sessions. Why am I going on about this woman? Because today she told us she’s pregnant AGAIN! Due in the middle of August. And, by the way, she was dressed in workout clothes when I saw her this morning and she does not look the slightest bit pregnant. Barf!