Crying is for Girls, little babies and Men who have just had their ears ripped off

I ate at a place called King Fish today. It was good, but now I am full...to full. I even went poopie shortly after eating and I was so full that even that didn't make me feel any better. I probably won't eat dinner tonight.
We ate dinner out last Friday night. We got Sushi as an appetizer. Izze tried desperatley to eat it....he only managed to eat the rice. I think the seaweed was a bit tough for him to bite through...he only has 6 teeth.

Jeff bought us tickets to see Harry Conick at the Ryman next month. I am excited to have a date with him...and I've already layed down the law that if Harry wants to come home with us, I will not say no.

Hopefully Tallulah will wait to meet us on the day of my scheduled c-section and not before. I've talked my mom into coming down a couple of days prior so that Jeff and I can have some evenings out alone. Babies change your world...and Jeff and I never get to be alone anymore, and when we are, we talk about Izze and how cute and funny he is.