Though I don't have a drop of Norwegian blood, I love making lefse, and it had been years since I had the opportunity. Today Shauna came over with a griddle, rolling pin and stick that had recently been handed down to her from a great-aunt. Our lefse was lopsided, full of holes, burnt...and beautiful. What fun!
It was a nice way to take my mind off the pain in my ribs. This baby is getting huge, and making me quite uncomfortable. The doctor said she wouldn't be surprised if he weighs 9 pounds at birth...feels like about 20 pounds to me.
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