Fatherhood

Also, “don’t drive crazy” is basically the same thing.  While she’s never been the most patient driver (not like I have room to complain, there, I’m often worse), but she’s gotten waaaaay less so since she’s been preggers. She’s always done this thing where she “shoos” them out of the way, which is kind of cute, really, but now she’ll rant at the offending driver, as well. It’s frickin’ hilarious to listen to.

I’m wearing a nice, warm fleece (with “Expressions of Vader” peeking out from beneath it) and Stacy’s showing off another of our Mountain collection, a lovely angel on a flowery swing.