Creatures of Habit

I am a creature of habit. I do the same things, every single day. Nearly. I shop for groceries on weekday mornings. I eat the same thing for breakfast all the time until I'm sick of it. And the same goes for every other meal. Especially when I'm pregnant. Cause when you find a food that tastes good and doesn't make you sick you become loyal to it. For awhile I ate a bagel sandwich with ham and cream cheese everyday. Well like half of the sandwich then I gave the rest to my kids. Then I got tired of it. So my new addiction became baked oven fries. Just potatoes that I cut into wedges and baked with olive oil and salt. Then dipped into ranch. Then ate in large quantities. I think we've gone through 25 pounds of potatoes in the last month or so. I can't help it, they are delicious.

I see the same qualities of routine in my children. They like to do the same things everyday. They insist on it actually. Ava makes us all watch the Winnie the Pooh movie a lot, so we all know the songs. Then she asks for her hair in pigtails, cause it makes her look good. She does look pretty cute.

Alana likes to play with my straws like they're wands, avoid getting her hair brushed at most times, and dress up like Dorothy constantly. Over her pajamas. But she is still pretty.

And they both like to pose for endless amounts of pictures. And smile like crazy.