Let me apologize for those little round things, fried just right, with cheese on top, slapped between two buns that I have ALL OF A SUDDEN been feeding you. They are called cheeseburgers. You see, when Mommy became pregnant she also became somewhat vegetarian. From day 1 of my pregnancy hamburgers, ground beef, steak, or any kind of lump of meat has completely grossed me out but that all changed one random day last week. As I was exiting off the turnpike past the only fast food place to our house, Braums, I decided I was craving a cheeseburger for the first time in 28 weeks. Random, I know. So I whipped right in and ordered myself a junior burger. I thought for sure that I would make it halfway home, throw it out the window from the smell and make myself a grilled cheese (see earlier post for usual reaction to cheeseburgers). But I didn't. I ate it..ALL. I even took a picture so people would believe me.
Sorry for interrupting your baby book with a picture of a cheeseburger. I considered it a milestone so
I thought I would share. But for real, your Daddy was so proud of me. He was so worried that his little princess would grow up hating the one food he loved the most. Maybe you still will, he will love you either way.
On a more serious note, we love you and can't wait to see your cute little face.
Love,
Momma
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