Why would a girl snack on pretzels dipped in mustard?
Why would she eat frosted strawberry Pop Tarts for breakfast every morning for three months straight?
Why would a girl need to have pickles for lunch every day?
Why would she put coleslaw on e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g?
Why would a girl insist on peanut butter and jelly (preferably on a lightly toasted plain bagel, but accepted on white bread) for dinner at least three nights a week?
Why would a girl send her husband to the grocery store for asiago ciabatta rolls (not dinner rolls, not pretzel rolls, only asiago ciabatta rolls) and two boxes (yes, two boxes) of V8 butternut squash soup for dinner?
And most of all, why in the world would I (did I say "I"?) eat a tuna sandwich for lunch...
...that was piled with pickles...
...and potato chips?
That girl is most certainly pregnant.
And I am most certainly that girl.
The husband and I are thrilled to announce that a little baby will be joining our family this September. We couldn't be happier.
Now for some frozen yogurt...