11 Weeks, 3 Days
Happy Mother's Day all you wonderful mommies! It's Sonja's first (kind of), but we still haven't told

everyone, so its our little secret. I have loved my mother my entire life and I'll love Sonja for the rest of my life, but I'm now starting to see the unique emotional bond a mother has for her baby. Different than every other form of love. I won't digress too long as I can't begin to understand it, but I can see it starting and its a beautiful thing. Obviously men are important to the process, but its so so different. Something only you mothers can comprehend. The children don't get it and never will, men try to have it, but never will, its a special one way love that you uniquely have. Thanks to my Mom, Sonja, and all mother's who've sacrificed health, sleep, emotional well being, time, money, and their figures to grow and sculpt beautiful people and in turn a beautiful world.
Its a gorgeous day. We have a little secret celebration at the house with Heather, call all our special Mommas and head out with Corby, Sallie, and Johnny to the Pasadena Flea market. For those who don't know, this is no ordinary Flea Market. Its huge with a

ntique everything from clothes to furniture to anything you might want but don't need. It takes place once a month at the Rose Bowl. Sonja's dying to get her hands on a nice coffee table and dining room set. I'm dying to not spend a grand. We browse, run into a surprising amount of friends, see a classic live performance by
George Herbert, watch Corby buy half the lot,
and strategize how Heather's gonna take the field. Unfortunately they lock it up before we can convince Heather to go. Sunburned, we head out for a nice lunch in downtown Pasadena. After lunch everyone's about to pass, so we take it to the house.
A great dress rehearsal mother's day. We're ready for the real deal next year with The Buddies!