Sisters.

Clyde and I went to a costume party at Gina and Alan's. Our costumes, especially Clyde's, may be offensive, and for that I apologize. We did, however, get a lot of laughs. And Clyde did develop a greater understanding for what I go through each day. He complained that he couldn't see his feet and that it took him 30 minutes just to go to the bathroom. Welcome to my world hunny :-). It was great, and I may make him pull out the inflatable belly the next time I'm having a particularly pregnant day.