Back in August, our church had this event called Aloha Sunday. The point of the whole thing is to tap into the "Aloha spirit of things" and focus the congregation on being more hospitable.
Also, you can dress up.
Which we did.
In fact, Mr. T and I went all out!
He even ordered a lei from the flower shop for me to wear. So the lei, plus the flowy, flowery dress thing I borrowed from Grandma T launched me straight into the running for best dressed.
Ironically, Aloha Sunday was the week that many people came up to me and said, "I didn't know you were pregnant!" Something about loose fitting clothes really excentuates the belly bump.
Here I am, decked out in Aloha garb, at about 25 weeks.
Here's Mr. T.
I mean Don Johnson.
So happy together...
And then I stopped taking belly pics for awhile because I kept forgetting.
And because I'm not photogenic.
It's my one flaw.
So, ignore my flat hair, the bags under my eyes and the poor posture displayed in the picture below. Focus on the belly, filled with Baby T at 35 weeks.
Just about a month to go!