I'm back in action....ready to work off my belly. Started playing soccer today and managed to convince Dylan to play with me. It's amazing how competitive us boys can be at such a young age. Who can kick the ball better. Run faster. Jump higher. And on and on. It's certainly nice to have a friend playing with me because I find myself not being shy at all this time around. Mama had a routine mammogram this morning while we played at Xanah's house and you'll never believe this....she fainted while getting her boob smashed. It's amazing how she can birth two children and yet pass out while going through this little procedure. Fortunately, the lady caught her before she came crashing down on the floor. A little orange juice fixed her right up and after assuming the head between the legs and below the heart position, she finished up the X-ray and was out of there. tomorrow I'm playing hooky so I can have a lunch date with Scarlett, Rowan and Miranda. Of course mama is making a tart. Zucchini to be exact. You should see how prolific our zucchini production is in the garden. Speaking of which, the bee whisper came over this evening to check on the bees and it turns out that they aren't producing much honey yet. He did manage to extract the queen from the hive so he could mark her with what looked like white out. He put a dot on her head so he would know next time if she's still around or if the other bees killed and devoured her. He was able to confirm that there are lots of eggs waiting to hatch which is a good sign. Daddy is at the end of his tax deadline which is a relief because he's been working 17 hour days and we never get to see him. He's taking us to the gym on Saturday morning while mama has her garage sale. Yes, it's a ploy to get us as far as possible from home so we don't see her sell our toys. She's in one of those sell everything moods. I'm surprised she isn't putting us up for sale.


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