8 pounds lost and found. 7 grains on a mission. 1 cute baby.

I was leaving sneakers in the car so I could go to the gym all spontaneously. I was getting used to the hunger. I was down 8 pounds. Then I went to the lake and ate and drank my entire body weight for 3 days. I am the star of the weight-loss version of Groundhog Day. So I'm all bummed out about it, when I receive this in the mail from one of my favorite people.
Filled with these.
It's moments like this that make me feel lucky. Like how much better does it get, than to know people who pack protein bars into manilla envelopes and send them across town? That just cracks me up. AND, it also proves DD's and my theory that EVERY skinny person in this world eats Kashi. We always joke about those seven grains on a mission. But apparently, there is something to it. THANK YOU KAREN. You are awesome. And I think I can go at least one more day without stapling my stomach. :)
On that lovely note, I thought I'd post some actual photos today from a session a few weeks ago. Isn't she the cutiest pattotiest bootiest little button bunny cheeks you've ever seen?
Have a good day y'all.
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