Mister A, recuperating on a mall bench at the end of our Black Friday adventure:
"Hey, Grandpa? That's my hood, not a leash."
Not much else to report. The usual pre-departure mixed emotions. Mostly sadness to see a week I've long awaited come to an end as we say goodbye to departing family members one by one before our turn comes on Tuesday. But of course, excitement about getting home to J, the pup, the kitties, and the continuation of the household Christmas-izing. Oh, and there's some dread- I've got the gestational diabetes test awaiting me at the OB on Wednesday. I'm pretty sure it should be illegal to test one for GD after a week of mass (and practically mandatory) carbohydrate and sugar consumption, but wish me luck anyway. Hopefully the appointment will include a look at Bumblebee, who is growing at warp speed if my daily expanding tummy is any indication. Orrrr....maybe that's the sugar cookies and stuffing. I dunno.