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Jude: “Do you think you look pregnant?” Me: “I think so.”  (22 weeks after all!) Jude: “No.  You don’t look pregnant, just a little fat.”

“I made this picture for you.  I’m going to glue it to the wall.”  (Yikes!)

So the other day Jude was asking me how long I’ve been with Oppenheimer (over 2 years).  Then he asked me how long I was at Dorsey.  I responded, “11 years.”  He said, without skipping a beat, “11 years of your life wasted.”  Hilarious!

Asher likes to fall asleep on road trips (e.g., to Litchfield or Fargo).  This weekend we roadtripped to Fargo to see my new nephew.  Asher requested that we wake him up, if we “see a UPS truck…because them sell toys.”  He has also recently asked me to wake him up if I see a train …

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Jude was asking me tonight if Uncle Mike always looked the way he looks now (shaved head).  I said that in high school Uncle Mike had really nice blackish brownish hair.  Jude asked, “What happened, did he not take care of it?”

<meta http-equiv=”X-Frame-Options” content=”DENY” /> We brought the 3 boys to the ultrasound today. They were less than perfect. Jude and Asher say their baby sister is shushing them in this picture (which would have been completely appropriate). Levi thinks she is waving hi. Either way, here she is! Still can’t believe I’m having a girl.

So, I don’t like to brag or maybe I just don’t normally have anything to brag about.  But, I have something right now.  We went rollerskating today as a family.  I skated for 2 hours with my 21+ week old inside me, while holding the hands of Levi and Asher who were mostly always falling …

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After talking to his 21 week old sister in my tummy, hugging her and telling her how much he loved her, Jude said to me, “If you were that big for real, you’d only be slightly fat.”  I suppose I’ll take that as a compliment.

Colleague wrote a note to me during a client meeting today, “You don’t look pregnant.  Super skinny.”  Nice.  I’ll take it.

To me, “Only 11 more years til you’re 50.”  Not a welcome thought.  Makes me want to retire just thinking of it.