Doing my civic duty and exercising my privilege ... casting my vote AND having children. What a great day.
The guy at the polling place asked me what I was naming my boy. I wanted to tell him our little joke names we've been telling people ... McBama or Obacain ... but I wasn't sure if he'd take offense.

Please ignore the stained shirt ... we're down to bare bones here people.
7 comments:
I really hope you didn't have to wait for 2 hours like I did!!
i swear all my maternity shirts have a stain in the exact same place. what's up with that?
You should have stuck the sticker right on that spot...or maybe you're covering a bigger stain with it! Your belly looks cute.
That is a very cute belly.
Yeah, didn't see the stain until after I had taken the picture and Little C had already lost the sticker ... you know how it when you can't see past a certain point? I'm so there.
Quit it. You're the cutest skinny-pregnant person I've seen in a long time. As for the election...
...I'm in mourning. I want my Sarah.
Love the picture of spots on your belly. I ruined so many shirts that way. You would think it would make me get around to getting an apron.
You totally should have said the names to him. It would have been funny to hear his reaction.
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