Hard as a rock

Aubrey poked me in the tummy yesterday. He was expecting it to be squishy like the Pillsbury Dough Boy, but he was in for a little surprise. Little Trucker's surroundings are actually quite hard. It makes me feel better that even though my tummy looks fat, when you poke it, it's as hard as a rock. (That doesn't mean that there isn't a little something to squeeze, but at least his finger doesn't get enveloped.)

And...Little Trucker is now about the size of my hand. He's getting huge...and it shows!