Too Hot to Handle

I think this pregnancy has turned me into a totally different person. First it started with taking my nails off, I can't stand the feel of jewelry, then I cut all my hair off (12 inches), and now I can't stand the heat. I don't know what's going on, but I do know that I don't like it. I complained for months about cold weather and when I finally have a hot day (86 degrees) I can't handle it. I was nauseous all day, but that didn't matter to Nathan. As far as he was concerned, we had some serious playing that needed to be done.

On our way back home from our walk, Nathan saw some soft grass in the shade and couldn't resist taking a break. 
Then I felt good for five seconds and came up with the great idea of washing my car. Nathan kept informing me that I was washing his car. He kept pointing to it and saying, "That's Nathan's car." I guess that means I need to go shopping for a new car for myself.
The part of the car you see clean is all that got washed before I gave up and just let Nathan have the water hose. He was soaked, but it was better than having him covered in dirt.

Needless to say, I am definitely looking forward to Lady's visit on Wednesday. When I'm on the phone with her and I'm complaining about being sick and she hears Nathan screaming at me to get up and play, she thinks its funny. She's going to be in for it, I'm going to give her the full Nathan experience. She can be the one to wake up at 6 a.m. and talk and play nonstop for the entire day.