I have been telling Chris for years that when I eat pizza for dinner, I have crazy dreams. Well last night was the "proof in the pudding" (I never understood that phrase...)
** I gave birth to a 20 pound baby, I didn't actually dream about the birth, Thank God, but the baby was on a scale just smiliing with a mouthful of teeth!!!! We decided to name him KING JONES, because a baby that big deserved two names.**
Bring on the Pizza, I say...it's cheap, legal and gets the job done!!!!!