Jic (read HIC!)

 

This is supposed to be jicama.  I have never seen jicama that looks like this.  However, Baby Center says my grandbump is the size of a large jicama this week.

As we roll into week 32, this expectant grandma is relaxing a bit.  There is only so much worrying I can do, and I shall expend my energies sending positive vibes to my daughter and little Jic this week.

I have unearthed a treasure my mother gave to me when my daughter was born and shall wrap it for the mother of little Jic(ama).

Spring is sprung in Spotsy and my grandbump shall be sprung in due course.  8 more weeks?  10 more weeks?  6 more weeks?  Who is counting?!

 

 

In DoG We Trust

 

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