Today I had green beans for lunch. (It was actually a snack after my already huge lunch.) They were gross gross gross. I am really trying to make a healthy baby. The problem is that all my baby wants is Ramen Noodles and Little Caesars crazy bread. Actually, I am not attributing my cravings to pregnancy. I am one of those people that is always craving something. Before I was pregnant I used to crave things like a baked potato or fruit or whole wheat Triscuts. Lately all I want is junk food, with the exception of a Fredrico's salad that is totally out of reach. Unfortunately it is Peanut Butter Captain Crunch that calls my name every morning from my bed, instead of the more "pregnancy appropriate" choice, Oatmeal.
At least I am over the disgusting gagging phase. I can watch the Food Network again. It used to be that if I saw a food I didn't want, even just in a commercial, I would have to hold down the vomit. WEIRD. Poor Rhett, he has a hard time eating dinner when I dry heaved while cooking it.
We made our first big purchase a few days ago. This vintage high chair at Home Again (a little consignment shop in Sugar House) was too pretty to resist.


My sister is pretty cute too.