There's Nothing Better Than Out-Eating Your Husband.

Yes, you read that correctly. I have officially started to out-eat Clayton. We had Chinese takeout, and after I finished my entire meal in 5 minutes I looked over to see this:

Yeah, that's right...Mine is the one on the right. I have no shame.

We worked all afternoon yesterday on the nursery. And by we, I mostly mean Clayton. The walls are almost done and we got his dresser moved in. I hung up the rest of his clothes and cleaned up a little bit. Hopefully the rest of it will come together pretty quickly!

Also yesterday afternoon, I discovered just how white trash we are. Awhile back Clayton kept teasing me and telling me that he was going to start cutting Tucker's hair himself because he thinks it's ridiculous to pay $60 to have the groomer do it. I kept telling him he better not. Well, one afternoon I got a text that siad "Well, I think Tucker feels a lot better. I gave him a haircut." I couldn't wait to get home to see what he had done to my poor dog. I was pleasantly surprised...it wasn't THAT bad. He's cut his hair one other time since then (which wasn't so bad either), and decided yesterday that it was time for another haircut. Well, I guess Clayton got some confidence in his dog grooming abilities because he went to town.

Oh, and yes-that IS our kitchen island. I told you-white trash. He doesn't usually cut the hair on his face, but like I said, he gained a little confidence. This was the end result.

I just can't even help but laugh! This picture doesn't even do it justice. He looks absolutely ridiculous. And of course Clayton thinks it is hilarious. Poor baby dog.

You can kind of see the rest of him here...but still, doesn't do it justice. You can also have a little sneak peek at the color of Knox's room! (:

I can't believe Knox will be here in 10 weeks or less! We had a little "scare" (it scared everyone else more than it did me) last week. I'll spare you the details, but I ended up at the doctors office last Tuesday with a UTI and "elevated blood pressure." She told me I'm doing too much and I have got to slow down. I told her that was easy for her to say, and she informed me that if I don't and my blood pressure continues to go up that she will put me on bedrest. So I just keep reminding myself of that. I'm still feeling great other than not sleeping much. I figure that's just getting me prepared for when he gets here. I go back to the doctor Thursday for my monthly appointment and hopefully my blood pressure will have gone down. After that I start going every two weeks! Craziness. Here I am at 30 weeks!

I hope everyone has a wonderful week!