A couple of weeks ago, I was getting dressed for a bridal shower. Being 13 weeks pregnant at the time, I felt like garbage. My shirts made me feel like I was trying to smuggle dough into the event and I felt terrible. I tried on a maternity top. I felt dumb. I wasn't pregnant enough. As I'm looking at myself in the mirror, Autumn walks in and looks at me and says, "Pitty" (pretty). Awwwwww, that made me feel so much better! I still hemmed and hawed over the shirt but I ended up wearing it to the party.
The way Autumn says I love you is lucky. For whatever reason, she can't separate the words. Davis and I actually say this to each other now just because it's so cute. Usually I tell her, "Gimme a kiss and tell me you love me!" She usually complies, but every once in awhile she'll look at me and say "lucky". Unsolicited "I love you" are the best kind. :O)
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