Here's Mumsy at 27 weeks at Dear Joshilyn's house in Atlanta. That maniacal expression in her eye is not due to any sort of mental illness, or so I have been repeatedly assured.

Here's Mumsy a scant 9 weeks later, outside our house in Virginia. Now she's using a different camera, so you can't SEE the maniacal expression on her face. SNEAKY MUMSY!

Here's a shot of Mumsy and Dadsy at the beach where Mumsy looks for wild horses. 37 weeks along, I patiently await my chance to explain to her that there are no wild horses.

Mumsy and Dear Susannah at the Back Bay Wildlife Refuge in Virginia. This was right after Mumsy was heard to say, "I HEARD A WILD HORSE WHICKERING! I HEARD IT!" and right before Dear Susannah insisted it was just a bird.

If you know my Mumsy, you know that no trip to the beach is complete without taking your shoes off and going in the water, even if it is December, and even if you do lose toes in the process.