I'm feeling pretty lucky today. Well, not TOTALLY lucky, because this ridiculous tendonitis garbage has been flared up the last few days to the point that it's hard to walk up stairs and get up and down off the ground. It's impossible to play with a baby this way and be happy about it. I'm especially mad because I had just spent a week faithfully working out to Jillian Michaels, riding my bike, and tracking all my food. (blasted Jillian, I blame you for this flare up!) So, my motivation is all lost now and I ate about 10 caramels while watching Biggest Loser. Not my finest hour. Oh, wait, I was telling you how lucky I am. Doesn't this sound lucky to you?
Alright, well, I AM lucky. I've got a totally awesome husband who has been taking the kiddo as soon as he gets home so I can rest my leg. He takes her for a walk, feeds her and even made dinner for me tonight. I peeked in the kitchen to lend a hand with the domestic duo and this is what I found while Brian made dinner.
Lucky, right?
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