Daytime Hooker, or "Mommy is Nakey."

Daytime hooker. Yep. That's what I am going to look like at swim class today because the only swim suit that doesn't give my flabby, postpartum self an obscene muffin top (not sure what you call muffin top when it's the top of your thighs/bottom of your ass that's bubbling out of your clothes, but I have that, too) is a huge STRING BIKINI I used to wear when I was pregnant with Harry. It's orange. With sequined pineapples. Also, it's a STRING BIKINI, so I am sure I'll blend in great with the other moms.

I tried it on this morning, and Harry said, "Mommy is nakey." Awesome.

Hey, you know what's cool about going to business meetings with an infant strapped to your chest? Even if you are late, sweaty, out of breath, and fresh from leaving your car in a loading zone, people still praise you for being "so together." Other than that, there's absolutely nothing good about it. Except that babies are so snuggly.

Keeping with the pool theme, here are Harry and Jo making sure the water toys Jo's mom is using for her 2nd b-day party are fun.

They are.


Harry was screaming "Harry's all wet!" when this picture was taken.

Jo kept trying to water me.

Harry was amazed that "the doggy licked Harry like ice cream."

And now he wants a dog.

Oh! Jack can play with the toys on his bouncy chair! Also, he LIKES his bouncy chair, which makes me like him even more. And Harry? He likes Sondheim-- Jamie took him to a matinee of Into the Woods, and he LOVED it. Just ask him. He'll sing tunelessly, "In the woods! Grandma's house! Buy a cow!" and he'll tell you ALL ABOUT the wolf and the witch. Like all about them. Like more than you thought anyone could tell you. Over and over again.