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Bacon

Last night we had BLT sandwiches for dinner.  YUM.  (You know you're jealous.)  As we all know, bacon makes everything better.  EVERYTHING.  I never knew just how much people loved bacon until last night.  When the hubs came home, he said, "Smells like bacon!"  I responded with a cheery, "Yup...awesome, right?"  He agreed with a nod.  

As we were watching TV he leaned over to give me a kiss and I pushed him away and said, "Eeew...I smell like bacon."  He responded, "That's why you smell so good."

Wow.  I love bacon, but he must really love bacon.

Sometimes when you're married, it's hard to catch that spark that once brought you together.  A bit of advice for you- cook some bacon.  Who knew?!  ::SIGH::  Aaaah, married life.  (Obviously our standards have changed a bit post-Bug. Hahaa.)

On another note, Bug has become a regular at Trader Joe's and everyone is beginning to recognize her.  In a desperate motherly attempt to keep her awake passed 6pm, after I pick her up from day care at 4pm, we buy the ingredients for dinner every day at Trader Joe's.  That way, by the time we get home, we still have to play, feed, and bathe.  Then bedtime is postponed to roughly 7pm-7:30pm...maybe.  Parental SUCCESS! (Thought you'd never see one of those, huh?)  :P

Check out this little Bug at Trader Joe's.  
Is it just me, or is this kid really pale/pink?  Sometimes I question her Filipino-ness.  By the way, this grocery cart cover is THE BEST.  Well, maybe I should say that her ability to sit up is THE BEST (even if she's still a little shaky and we have to move the cart slowly and approach all turns into the aisles with caution) because now, Mommy doesn't have to haul around that heavy car seat with an even heavier, probably almost 17 lb. Bug in it.  :)  I love taking these daily trips and love how she talks to everyone in the store even more.  She commands attention through "speech". (This could be a bad thing.  We need another kid ASAP. Hahaa!)

It's the little things in life.  Like bacon.  Haaha! <--Still laughing at the adorable hubs who apparently finds me even more attractive if I smell like bacon?  Too funny and too cute.

Sometimes you need to see the people who made this cute little Bug!  (You're welcome, by the way.)  
Here we are!

God Bless,
Kat

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