Love handles!

It's no secret that I'm a little heavier than I was two years ago. I blame all the free food at work. Liam was sitting next to me on the couch, rubbing my back. He felt the bare skin of my love handles and said "Gross! That's your butt!" Then he started fiddling with my clothes and said "Pull up your pants!"

Time to get toned--especially when my kid thinks the fat sitting above my hips is an extension of my butt!

I should mention that this reminds me of the last time I had love handles, when I gained my freshman 15 in college. I went to North Carolina on a break. My grandmother told me I looked great, then grabbed my love handles and said "You just need to lose these."

Halloween 2011

Liam chose to be Spiderman. I know. You are thinking it's not that creative. But, this kid loves Spiderman. He's so cute that it is emotionally overwhelming . . . And I'm not exaggerating. We started the evening with a flat iron steak, pasta and arugula salad. Liam ate pasta and steak--no "trees!" He came home with a haul of candy; and, he is now up way past bedtime eating some of it. Marley wants to greet all the trick-or-treaters and Daisy would prefer to eat them all.

Yummy, children!