My boys love to bake! I don't think Colby has the bug as bad as Max does, but he's up for some climbing on step stools and licking brownie batter whenever the opportunities present themselves.
They are so cute. And their brother is still baking too. I'm 35 weeks plus now, dilating a bit. Even the doc seemed a little surprised by how low the baby's head is. Yep, sure is. I'm headed to the restroom every 20 or 30 minutes during the day and at least three times a night.
But I'm in good shape. Thanks to friends and family, I've lined up some crucial pieces of baby gear I was lacking. I've got the nursery in order: Colby's clothes have been forced into one dresser, the newborn and 0-3 month clothes have been tucked into the drawers of the second dresser, and the closet that has had random baby items shoved in it for.... oh, about seven years now... has been sorted into some semblance of order for the the fourth baby in a row!
So, I'm still waiting, happily enough. I'm baking my own miracle and helping my other miracles bake brownies. It's a good thing I bake cute boys, since they seem to be overtaking the house.
Happy snowy weekend to you and yours! If you get chance, bake brownies!
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