Spoiled

So being as pregnant as I am and as miserable as I am (I actually looked at the What to Expect When You're Expecting book today and was able to say yes to almost every 8th month "symptom"), Evan has been a great boy.  Mike had baseball today, so it was just the two of us.  We watched A LOT of TV (mother of the year right here) and played computer and board games.  Because I didn't want to cook, I took him to KFC because I knew they had macaroni and cheese.  We also ran to Target for a couple of things.  I broke down and sprung for the Buzz Lightyear blaster.  He's been eyeing it since last summer, and he's been such a champ with me lately.  ("Mom, once the baby comes, you'll feel much better."  "Mom, once the baby is here, you can run and jump and play with me again."  "Mom, what's wrong?  Do you need me?"  "Mom, here, let me help you up from the chair.")  He's a sweetheart in the making. 

Here are some pictures of Evan in our laundry-ridden (but it is clean at least), toy-covered family room. (Can you tell I have no energy?)  Notice the ice cream in the middle of the room as well - I spoiled him today.

P.S. - I've actually been training him for his future wife.  I'll say, "Evan, what do the ladies like?"  and he'll reply, "Ladies like bracelets."  Good boy.  Jewelry always fits.  :)