EASTER BRUNCH

This afternoon The Steady and I went to a friend's house for brunch. Oh cripes, did I eat jelly beans. These friends have three kids all under the age of seven. Shortly after our meal, the youngest, a two year old, had to go down for a nap. Knowing we probably would not be around when he woke up he said his good-byes to all the guests. Knowing also that there's a baby in my belly, he came over to say good-bye to it too. But instead of addressing my mammoth gut, he instead placed a hand right on my boob and said "good-bye baby."

Right after he copped a feel he toddled up stairs to take his nap.

What a rake, huh?