What the shit, y'all? He crawls, he climbs, he pulls himself up to stand!?! He fights Mothra and Cloverfield and whatever JJ Abrams cooked up in Super 8? BABYZILLA!
And the diet and exercise continue. I have a few sessions left with a personal trainer and am getting my ass thoroughly kicked twice a week. It kind of hurts to hold up a toothbrush, people. But it's working. And dieting, well, it sucks donkey taint but it's also working. All you have to do is eat food devoid of flavor and joy, and you can lose weight, too! It feels like I subsist on twigs and berries, but it's not all bad. For instance, Piedmontese burgers. Just, yes. (Wouldn't it be awesome to get back to fighting weight and then try to get pregnant again? Ah, but that is still a post for another day.)
Happy long weekend, all.