8 weeks and counting

I'm looking very pregnant. Which is why I've decided that if any stranger asks me when I am due, I'm going to say "tomorrow". Because if I say "8 weeks" they will either say, "Are you having twins?" or "Do you think you'll go that long?" because I look like I'm going to deliver any day now. Why not tell them what they expect to hear?

I spotted our first bird eating from our feeder today. I think it's either a female rose-breasted grosbeak or a white-throated sparrow. I love watching birds, but I'm not good at naming them. My goal is to try to figure out which types of birds are visiting our feeder.
And I was so happy during dinner this evening when I spotted our first hummingbird! I pointed it out to Matt and Zoe, but when Zoe turned around to look, it flew off. It came back when Zoe was done eating, so Matt saw it and I tried to show Zach, but he wasn't seeing it. He went up to the window and then the hummingbird flew away. I think I'm going to stay silent from now on when I see a hummingbird, so I can enjoy him or her. The kids are on their own to spot them. I am so excited that the hummingbirds have returned!

Kate was in a mood at dinnertime. I was lingering at the table after everyone else was done, still eating jell-o when Kate threw her cup and it landed in a container of balsamic vinegar, which splashed all over me and my jell-o. Nice. I had it all over my face, hair, and clothes. I knew I shouldn't have worn the jeans today that I wanted to wear to the doctor tomorrow. Thanks, Kate!