Turnip

At week 17 Gus is the size of a turnip. Coincidently, our CSA delivery on Thursday included about 10 lbs of turnips. We have Robbin's new direct reports and their spouses coming over for dinner on Wednesday and this seems like a good opportunity to use up some of those turnips. So, I've been researching some turnip recipes. Turnips are on my mind. And apparently, in my dreams.

Last night I dreamed that Gus was a talking turnip ala groceries from Sesame Street complete with a deep gravelly voice; all while still inside me. When my mom was pregnant, she had dreams about taking walks with a red headed baby and a little brunette girl. I get a disgruntled turnip.