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I'm feeling more desperate to check things off my "to-do" list before Baby. A very minor one that wasn't even on my list until I thought of it in that instant was to get a "kissing cousins" (the babies) picture. Here they are, just two months apart.

We had a burial service for Shaun's grandmother, who passed away in February. I chickened out on explaining the whole cremation thing to the girls, so instead they got to go to my moms. They swam in very cold lake water and had a blast. When I went to pick them up they were both half asleep on my mom's lap, sipping chocolate milk watching Veggies.

Shaun was very anxious to spend time with his family but still had work to do, so he thought it would be a good idea if his two and three-year-old daughters and very pregnant wife went to help him for a couple hours, then we'd all be together and could do something fun after.

So Avery got right to work cleaning...one of her favorite things to do...

...and sanding, which was something new and not too much fun.

Amanda carried a tape measure around and threw some little pieces of garbage away and got in Shaun's way. I took a couple pictures and raided the water and peanut M&M's in the refrigerator. And then Avery slipped on the floor she'd been washing and it started to become clear that our "help" was not as helpful as Shaun had first envisioned.

So, I packed up the girls and headed over to the grocery store down the street. They spent a while looking at the lobsters and asking me questions about them that I didn't know the answers to. Then we went over to the book aisle and read several stories together.


Then we headed back to the apartment and the girls found some fun in the driveway.

Finally Daddy was ready to go and he brought us to the long-awaited surprise...Chuck E.'s.

We walked out with a bag full of junk and some happy girls....all's well that ends well, as they say.