Peanut's dream of living outside is coming closer to reality every day. A few days ago our next door neighbor gave us his kids' old playhouse, since it had just been sitting in the corner of their yard for years. P adores it because it is a little house, only it's outside and exposed to the elements. He sits on the little chairs inside and moves his furniture around; he puts his little groceries on the shelves inside then goes out to play. The world of make believe is indeed sweet. I am not looking forward to winter because I do not know what I am going to do with my child, although I am sure he will have his share of time in the puddles.
Mommy's dreams, however, are nowhere close to coming true... I am speaking of the dream to lose 10 pounds and the dream to have another baby. I have been working out EVERY DAY for the last five days and I have not lost so much as a pound. I have been eating right and exercising and I have, in fact, gained weight. I am stuck here and I am sad. The baby is not going to happen either. I won't expand too much on the mechanics of that one, but I must say that I have to find a way to get my husband interested in something other than football and ESPN (that channel is the absolute bane of my existence, just so you know). Anyway, pray for me. I am sad and I just want to cry every day. I am going to take a nap with P, if I can get him inside!