I'll be 32 weeks pregnant tomorrow and you should've seen me trying to schlep Dylan up that hill. Pathetic. Sean loves exercise so he ran up and down that hill twenty times and I might've made the climb twice before nearly passing out from exhaustion. Luckily, I'm a better photographer than I am hill climber and so we now have some pictures of our fun afternoon.
This first photo is my favorite by far. Dylan's little feet in the air crack me up. At the time, Sean dragged him halfway up the hill in this position--feet over head--and I was too busy laughing hysterically at the sight of it to be able to shout to Sean to alert him that our kid was practically hanging on for dear life. Sorry for that Dylan. I had an equal case of the giggles on Christmas Eve at mass when during the quietest moment in the service Dylan yelled, "Oh MY God!" I nearly snorted I was laughing so hard. I really have to focus more on disciplining him, if only he wasn't so hilarious.
Here are some more from our adventure:
When we came home we had hot cocoa and tea, Dylan and I both wearing our spaceman feetie pajamas and winter hats.
I love this video of Sean and Dylan. This is just so...them.
And now it's barely nine o'clock and Sean and I are fighting to stay awake. Dylan passed out an hour ago. Have I mentioned that I adore when Sean takes time off from work? So much love.