A Little Bit Pregnant

Look what I found in my petunias! {said Great Aunt Ethel}.

They're hanging on the front of the house, looking good like they do the first few weeks when I remember to water.


I don't know how the egg-laying thing works, but the next day was this:

I've been rubbing my gut, wondering if human children or 4 eggs would be more uncomfortable to haul around.


I'm going with a 10 pound beast.

{Nice moobs.}