The weekend has passed and with it came no signs of Baby B. Not even a false alarm. I am now convinced that even in the womb my two boys are already ganging up against me. You see, this weekend was the start of shotgun season. During this span of five days every year Marcus is usually away at ‘deer camp’ with a bunch of dudes. With no signs of baby coming, he was able to sneak away each day to continue this hunting tradition. They are in cahoots I tell ya!
So what did I do to while away the time? A whole lot of this: