Whatever it is with pregnant women that kicks in and makes them want/need to prepare their "nest" ... Kate's got it. Bad.
Getting everything ready for our pint-sized house guest.
The other day she cleaned out every drawer, cabinet and box in our apartment with an efficiency I've never witnessed before. Deciding the fate of household items as if they were gladiators in her 900 sq ft Coliseum.
Thumbs down to ill-fitting and well-stained winter jacket. Thumbs down to high school duffle bag. Thumbs down to drawer stuffed with old dull knives. (And a surprising thumbs up to collection of overly-pungent vanilla-scented candles.)
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