Warm fuzzies....

Mason and Poppy, out for a spin. Mason is wearing a superman cape that my Aunt Bonnie made me when I was just a little older than he is.
Mason seems to be catching on to this pregnancy much better than he did with Char's. After we told him that a new baby is in my tummy and that we will be having a new brother or sister, he has been very excited and patient with his sick mommy. If anyone asks, he is sure to let them know that the baby in mommy's tummy is a sister and he already loves her. It is very sweet.

For the past week or so, Mason will come up to my tummy and gently stroke it and say, "Sister! Awww....so cute!" I don't have the heart to tell him that according to Babycenter.com, "sister" is currently the size of a blueberry. That "cute" belly is all me! Oh well, it is the thought that counts.....