I've got the first half of this pregnancy under my belt now... {literally}. I guess you could say the baby is half-baked. Here's the baby bump so far... I know, I'm kind of a late bloomer.
What else is half-baked? Well, earlier this week Tukes asked me, "How wong are we gonna keep dat baby?" Hmmm, I'd say his new sibling acceptance level is only half-baked. He'll get there.
And the bathrooms, they are certainly half-baked. The master bathroom debacle has escalated into a double bathroom debacle. Between the two rooms we have a single working toilet in one while the other bathroom is home to the only working shower and sink. A corner of my bedroom has become a landing point for such things as a 1980's vanity mirror, clothes hamper, and assorted plant stands while the rest of the house is littered with tiny shreds of dated wallpaper. All in the name of progress my friends.
I suppose we must all be half-baked before we're fully baked but as long as everything is in the oven half-baked is okay.
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