It's cleaning day at the Palmer house. I come home to find my husband hard at work sweeping floors, doing dishes and mowing the lawn. I look sympathetically at himwhile I grab an ice cream sandwich and plop my butt on the couch with my computer and a stack of Desperate Housewives Dvds.
Husband shoots me an icy stare as he chases a dust pile across the floor.
"What? I grew a baby today. What the heck did YOU do."
I love being pregnant.
Friday, May 30, 2008
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