was it the tacos or the pineapple?

Last night, baby was moving a lot. For the first time, I could feel the kicks outside of my tummy. I asked B if he wanted to feel the baby. He rolled over and placed his hand on my tummy just as a super power kick thrust from my belly.

He asked, "Are you sure that wasn't the tacos?"

I know our Mexican food gets a little aggressive, but we had quiche with homemade french bread and fruit salad for dinner.