40 Weeks

Here I sit, one day past my due date. We're watching "Minions" as a family, after a frozen pizza dinner, to celebrate. (We're nothing if not fancy.)

I can't remember off the top of my head if the other kids even got 39-week pictures (I know for a fact Sydney didn't). (I'm blogging from my phone, so I can't quickly/easily look up whether or not the other two were photographed at 39 weeks.)

Anyway, here I am, 40 weeks along:

Chet took more pictures without the scarf and without the drawstring of my pants hanging out, but I look the least annoyed in this picture, so there you have it.

In other news, it snowed last night:

It was beautiful, and thankfully not at all treacherous. There were no school or work delays, and by noon every last bit of it had melted.

Happy Friday!