Whoot! Whoot!

I passed my 3-hour glucose test, so I can continue eating sugar with reckless abandon. Actually I haven't even liked anything sweet this entire pregnancy, except fruits; I keep trying to eat dessert and finding it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Still, it's better not to have to mess with more stuff to do.

Also, we love the taste of fajitas but they are very messy to serve and eat, and it's almost impossible to find tortillas that don't contain soy. Today I cooked a big pot of rice, dumped the fajita filling on top of that, and everyone was happy and nobody made a mess. Everyone was really after the guacamole, though.

And it was a gloriously sunny day and we spent two and a half hours outside, me basking and reading and the ducklings getting nice and muddy and trying their bikes out again. Nothing will persuade them to use the pedals, though. The hassle of even a trip to the back yard is beginning to distress me, though--how will I manage it when I have to add two babies into the mix, and someone needs to go potty? Aiee!