This weekend I spent some time with my best friend, Anamaria, her husband and two children. We had a lot of fun making a mess in the kitchen decorating a Gingerbread house and tree. We also made Rice Krispie Treats because I had been craving them since Thanksgiving. No, I am not pregnant, but you wouldn’t know it by the way I devoured them. It was if Kellogg’s had just announced that they had seized production forever of the delicious SNAP, CRACKLE, and POP goodness.
Ana told me that she had been saving some books for me since she had her first child. She handed me the standard, must-have “What To Expect. . .” books, as well as “The Expectant Father,” which her husband Ryan had read. I brought them home and put them on my bookshelf as a somewhat reminder to Daniel that there WILL be a baby in our future. This morning I pointed them out to Daniel.
“Babe, when we finally decide to have a baby you will read this book for the expectant father.
Daniel looked at the book, then looked at me and said, “Can’t I just YOUTUBE everything?”