Phobias and some photos

Aside from the obvious phobia of elevators, I am also scared of the following:

Sometimes at work, I'll sit on the edge of my chair.  Perhaps I do this so that my feet will touch the ground like the rest of the adults.  Either way, I always imagine the chair wheeling backwards, which would then make my chin hit the desk and my teeth shatter.  Always.

I am all about big, volumized hair.  When I'm in the bathroom, I flip my head over to tousle up the strands a bit.  I've started to visualize that as I flip my head over, I whack my head on the corner of the counter.  This would probably result in me passing out, but no one would know, since the door is locked.

I used to work at a smoothie shop in high school.  And college.  And maybe for a little chunk of time after college.  Anyway, as I would be watching the blender blend the smoothie, I would imagine the blades coming unhinged from the blender and slicing into my stomach.

We went to a little housewarming party this weekend, and Max stole the show.  Thank goodness...just as I mentioned before about how my pregnancy gave me things to talk to strangers about, now I'm able to talk to strangers about Maxwell.  I always try to let them continue on the topic of my baby, as I don't want to be "that woman" who won't shut up about her child.  

We made sure he passed out with his shoes off.  

Guess which one is 12 months old and guess which one is 4 months old...