P.S. I won

Sure it's because I had a sweet set-up from the start and Doug coached me on every single play, but who cares... I'm still going to let the power go to my head.

Global domination is sweet.

The Game of Global Domination

After years of trying to convince me that Risk is not lame, Doug finally got me to play with him last night.

He was so excited he took a picture of our unfinished game board (although part of me wonders if he's trying to make sure I don't cheat whilst he's not at home).



We're not done yet, but overall I'm finding it to be un-lame. I'm also developing a greater appreciation for Kramer, Newman, and the Ukraine:


Thanks, Doug.

just when i thought my mom couldn't be more awesome...

...she makes us these:

Doug's very own adult-size superhero cape,

customized to his taste and style.

(He's been dreaming of one for some time.)

And a bonus mini-cape for the Mooch.

To die for...

fashion forward

Normal pants = tight, super uncomfortable
Maternity pants = saggy butt, super comfortable

Parenthood is about sacrifice, right?

please help me be domestic

Anybody have a good white or wheat bread recipe for a breadmaker?

Mine = horrible

If so, please call or e-mail me! (jackieshafer@gmail.com)

brother time

Doug's brother Ben came to DC for work, so we got to meet him, Janaya, and Burton for dinner.


Brother time is good.

it's a...

UPDATE:
You got it! She's a she! We're so happy to see she's moving and healthy and sporting some great fingers and toes.

The Mooch will be the first girl-baby of the Shafer grandkids--there are 6 boys already, and Doug's dad informed us his future football team is officially going to be co-ed.

We have a zillion grandkids on the Dunlop side, but this little girl is coming just in time to join a cute line of granddaughters. I have four older sisters, and in the past two years each one has had a girl in age order (first my oldest sister, then my second-oldest, etc.). The Mooch was probably too scared to break the pattern.

PS- You better believe Doug is wearing one of my shirts in this picture. He owns nary a pink shirt, so we had to improvise. Real men wear pink for their daughters... at least that's what I keep telling him.