So I am now officially 6 months pregnant. So the baby is going to be a boy. Troy is so excited because he gets to be the father. He's probably going to make Luke watch Star Wars so then he understands why Troy does the, Luke I am your father thing. He even made me watch it, I honestly didn't get the point of it.
"I'm hungry!" I complained to Troy
"Well, what do you want!?" He complained back
"I don't know" I said quietly
"Can we have like freakin something good?!" I said
"And what might that be?" He said
"Pizza!!!" I said
"So like are we turning into the teenage mutant ninja turtles?" He said laughing
"I suppose, I'm Mikey!" I said
So we had cheese pizza and watched Train Wreck. I love that movie. I fell asleep in his lap. He picked me up and carried me to bed. I guess he went back out to the living room and slept there for the rest of the night. I woke up the next morning and the air smelled of bacon and pancakes. I quickly moved as fast as I could, which was not very fast. When I got to the kitchen, he was dancing. I'm not sure why but like he was wiggling his butt. Kinda cute though. He turned around and looked at me.
"How much of that did you see?" He asked
"Enough... That was beautiful" I said as I clapped my hands
