That's the subject of the email I just received from my parents after they came across this gem while searching through old photos. I don't think we need any DNA tests to prove that Sammy is my son. He's even as goofy as I apparently was (and still am).
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Sammy in 1990
Dinner time
This is my dinner--a ham sandwich. Recipe: bread and ham. That's it. Ha! This is the kind of meal that just hurts Sean's brain (and tummy) for how boring it is, but I'm loving it because it makes me feel like a kid again eating it. It's so sweetly simple. Bon appetit to me!
Naps
If Sammy didn't take good naps, I'm not quite sure what I'd do. You'd probably know a very different Megan.
Leave CommentHodge-podge
So fine. It's been over two months since my last post. I'd be surprised if anyone is even going to check my blog. Kudos to you from me if you're reading this now. ;-)
Back in March, after Sean essentially completed his Master's degree by finishing his thesis, he planted a vegetable garden in our backyard. He has ten tomato plants, eight eggplant plants (or eggplants?), four cayenne pepper plants and seven collard plants. They're just about matured enough to harvest. Mmmm mmmm. Here's Daddy and Sammy working hard to put it all together.
| Relocating grass before gardening. |
| Sammy can put away dirt like it's no one's business. |
In April, I took Sammy to a local park and snapped some great photos of of my cheese-ball. I meant to share them earlier as updated 10-month-old shots, but they've just been sitting on my computer since then. My bad. Here are some of the highlights.
| See? Cheese-ball. |
| What in the world? |
| Sammy's signature bear crawl |
And finally, for those of you who can't see any of me in Sammy's features, here's a baby picture of me around 6 months for comparison.
| Megan in 1989 |
| Sammy in 2011 |
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Connecting through crosswords
Sean and I have been keeping in touch during the day by playing Scrabble against each other on our smartphones. Both times we've played I've won by less than a five point margin. So I'd like to think we're pretty evenly matched. Each game takes about a week to complete.
All of our texts are now us pestering each other to complete our turns. It's so fun.
Quote of the Day
Me: What is your favorite thing and your least favorite thing about me?
Sean: My favorite thing about you is your already. My least favorite thing is your not yet.
How romantic.
Laundry Challenges
"I don't know what this is or how it works," says Sean as he unsuccessfully tries to fold one of my nursing shirts.

