Toast and Twins

My mom is coming to visit today. I really should be cleaning my house and not checking up on the blogging world, but what can I say? It's like my morning coffee. If I don't get on and check when I wake up I feel like I'm missing out on some awesome story. Even though I don't drink coffee, and barely even eat breakfast, I must check the blogs. It's sad I know.

Lately Googie has been protesting eating breakfast. She will only have 4 tiny bites of toast before she wants to be done. I wonder if it's because she doesn't see me eat breakfast? But she's got to be hungry in the morning when she gets up. Oh well its a mystery (and a fight), but she's not going to starve right?

I think I'm having twins. Okay so not really but this baby moves so much theres no way that one little baby can be everywhere at once. Not to mention he (yes we are calling him he, we really don't know for sure) always moves at the most inconvient times. Like when I'm trying to get to sleep, or when he kicks me really hard and wakes me up.

Okay, Googie is done with her thee bites of toast, so I have to go get her down. What a little stinker.