Sunday on the Brooklyn Bridge

My in-laws are in town (not to worry - it has surpassed expectations and been a lovely visit) and my FIL (father-in-law) wanted to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge.

The last time I walked across the Brooklyn Bridge was September of 2008. I was visiting my sister from LA with my husband, was seven and half months pregnant with my son and had literally just started to show (thanks to the stomach muscles that come with 25 years of ballet).

And now-

We measured him Saturday night. At 2 1/2, he's 40 inches tall. He was born at 19 1/2.

Husband says I can't call him a baby any longer - because he is now all little boy.


And again, 7 1/2 months pregnant.