Feeling like a beached whale with a cantaloupe hanging between my legs is not really conducive to, ya know, getting things that need to be done, actually DONE. Which is why Charlie's room is still in a million little pieces right now. Nothing big needs to be finished...it's just the lots and lots of little things that aren't very much when you think of them alone, but put together probably total a good 4 hours of work in there. But Ella loves playing in Charlie's room and has to go in there every time we pass by on the way to her own room. She just loves "helping" fold all of his little tiny clothes and she helped me get his crib set up this week. At least she's enjoying the work we're doing in there, because I could think of about 400 other things I would rather be doing (like being NOT pregnant right now, for one).
The lamb that Ella picked out just for Charlie. She named it Kitty. Yep, Kitty The Lamb.