I bet you're thinking she had the baby...

...well, you'd be wrong. Poor Marie is going literally insane. I can totally relate, as I am not the most gracious at the end of my pregnancies. It's a good thing Noah was induced two weeks early. Marie, in comparison, is still sweet, calm and even sporting a sense of humor. AND she made us french toast for breakfast. Seriously.

In other news, Noah is having a blast here. He has a major crush on Uncle Todd. It compares only to the crush he has on his Daddy. He is also very fond of watching the dogs play, and he laughs when they sneak in a little hand-lick.