Mila Monday (late again)

223 + 125 weeks

Yesterday was our family's birthday (aka our 8th wedding anniversary) and I spent the day insta-spamming everyone with pictures of me and David, baking a cake, and scrubbing the inside of the fridge.

I'm such a romantic.

Pics of kiddos never happened, though, which I realized midway through a Costco run. Hence this lovely iPhone snap:

I call it "tiny girls in a giant warehouse." Also: those two-seater carts are a dream come true.

Such a glamorous life I lead. I wouldn't trade it for the world.