
Nursery for baby Joaquin.

Nursery for baby Joaquin.

Dionysus’s first foray into fatherly duties is somewhat, er, less than pleasant.

Welcome, baby Joaquin! 😀
So far, all Dionysus’s genetics.
Apparently, the fact that he could give birth at any given moment still isn’t enough to keep Ezra away from his humble garden.
Also: snow in springtime? What is this, New York City? *still bitter about this morning’s commute*
Extreme preg belly. O_O Gosh, their living room is sparse, all the money went toward the bathroom…

Lazy Sunday.

It’s okay, Ezra, I’d be shocked if my tummy suddenly burst forth from my sweater, too.

It’s the middle of the winter, where are these bees coming from??

Rover. :3