Wednesday at the Park

We had a doctor's appointment this morning. After the appointment and lunch, Dalen and Westin headed to the park...

Oh, the appointment? Well, Webber is doing awesome! My blood pressure is fantastic. Me--officially, I'm a cankle-o-saurus. I've gained 5 lbs in the last 2 weeks. FIVE POUNDS, PEOPLE!
Me: Holy cow, that's alot!
Nurse: It might be the scale. We've been having problems with that scale. It also might be water weight. (this is where I really want to give the nurse a hug, but it requires getting off the table and crossing the room--do you know how much work it takes these days to get on the darn exam table?)
Doctor: The summer will not be kind to you.
Me: *tears* I just bought crocs, because I can't wear my normal shoes anymore.
Doctor: Please wear them to the next appointment; I have to see this!
Me: I don't think that I have a choice.
Doctor: By the way, the weight gain is nothing to worry about. As long as you're not sitting on the couch eating a tub of ice cream.
Me: Who would do a crazy thing like that?*
Dalen: (oddly silent, mainly trying to keep his head down. bob and weave, my friend, bob and weave)
AND, we're only at 32 weeks.....

*For the record, I've only eaten 5 Edy's single fruit pops at one time, but not a tub of ice cream...and that was, like, WEEKS ago. I might have had 2 cupcakes last night--but, really, that was it. Promise.