lethal weapon

yes, that is actually how big my belly is. be afraid. be very afraid.

in case anyone's wondering, NO, the baby's not here yet. how does it look like i feel about that? this is now officially the longest i've ever been pregnant.

and to add insult to injury, brian has been chosen for a jury trial that started yesterday (monday) and runs through thursday. apparently they only excuse you if the imminent birth is your first child. or if you're a high school volleyball coach whose team is going to state. because you know that's high-priority stuff. not like a second child...you can pop one of those out like nothing. what? am i bitter? what would make you think something like that? just because i threatened to go down to the courthouse and do some damage with my ginormous belly? no, no, i'm fine, really. :)

in non-baby-related news, on sunday we were doing a bunch of errands, and abby was in the backseat singing a song that had something to do with eyeballs, but we couldn't understand anything else. turns out that she was singing, "moisten my eyeballs, moisten my eyeballs" over and over again. then she stopped and said, "blinking keeps your eyeballs wet and clean!" i think she's receiving alien transmissions. then her song moved on to, "eardrums, eardrums, eardrums! tastebuds, tastebuds, tastebuds!" woo!