I planned a long ride for this morning knowing I didn’t have to rush back with Zakman on vacation.

I prepped a pound of strawberries and chowed about half a pound before my ride.

Headed out on my bike on this perfect summer morning for 15.4 miles in 1 hour and 1 minute.

Upon my return I promptly polished off the other half pound of strawberries and the last of my pineapple too.

Yes, I practice dish conservation.

I checked in on our little buddy this morning too.

Hey Cinderella, you’ve got something on your shoulder there. And what are YOU looking at Sleeping Beauty?

Notice he’s turned brown?  I don’t know if this is a good thing or not. I considered googling “brown pupa normal” but I’ve had my fill of googling what’s normal and what’s not during two pregnancies. I think for pseudo baby #3 I’m just gonna roll with my brown pupa and hope for the best.

Although I do wish I could do kick counts for a little reassurance that he’s doing alright in there. Nothing like a few good kicks to reassure you everybody is still alive and well. I wonder if they do ultrasounds on caterpillars?