Warning-no baby content and some possibly political comments. Read at your own risk.
The dog is finally remembering how to be my running partner. And learning to artfully dodge the stroller.
Quick-name someone who likes to run, didn't look pregnant for most of her pregnancy and has a kid about 4 months old.....
Ding! Ding! Ding!!! If you said me or Sarah Palin, you would be correct. The similarities end there though.
While we're on the topic of Palin's-Poor Bristol. As a 17 year old, you already hate your parents. As a pregnant 17 year old, you generally are embarrassed about it being pregnant. Of course with Mommy-dearest, you couldn't "have it taken care of". And now, you can't exactly hide out and wear big clothes and hope no one notices. Because as a pregnant 17 year old, about the only thing worse than the whole school knowing you're pregnant would be, I don't know, the WHOLE WORLD knowing you're pregnant. And, I can imagine the conversation wherein the poor guy was told he WOULD be marrying the young lady in question, and I'm guessing it involved a firm grip on some short & curly's.
And, her baby brother is either named after a part of a gun, a famous horse, or an advanced math class. (Trig. Maybe she can name her kid Calc)
Here's where I'm famous in my own mind. A mention on Black Hockey Jesus' blog.
I now return you to your regularly scheduled blog about babies, sunshine and rainbows.