26 Weeks


Here's me in Disneyland last week when I was 26 weeks along. And here are some other ladies at 26 weeks in this flickr stroll.

You still can't mock the Crocs. They saved my poor feet and back while we walked around the park for about 14 hours. No joke.



I was able to enjoy a few rides despite my current state. Including Pirates of the Caribbean, the Haunted Mansion and It's a Small World.



But mostly I was hanging out with these guys. Yes, she was really wearing that.



Have you heard of Club 33? It's a private club inside Disneyland that only VIPs can get into. It's also the only place alcohol is served on the premises.



Over the next couple of days, we got away from the family and did stuff on our own. We went to Newport Beach.



We ate at El Taco. The food wasn't as good as the sign.



We visited Amy in LA.



And Julian was there, too.



Me and baby enjoyed a minty "nojito." No rum!



We ate at Canter's Deli and convinced the gentiles that it's a traditional Jewish custom to stack creamers precariously high as you wait for dinner to be served.



Then we went to the mall to walk off dinner. There, we had some fun with hats.




And then we went home.