Wednesday, November 9, 2011


dear son in my womb,

your stretching and kicking and crazy belly acrobatics make me think that you're practicing for a future career as a pilates instructor. and really, if that's what your heart desires, then i'm all for it. but i don't think your father will be as thrilled. i'm not even sure he knows what pilates is. better tone it down, son.

in other news, your father thinks i'm weird because i made the following video. it's our first dance, you and me. i was introducing you to good music -- elvis, johnny cash -- tunes you won't listen to very much if you continue on this pilates path in life. just kidding.

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