A conversation in the aisles of Smith's:
Logan: I'm going to gain just as much weight as you, aren't I? (while piling snack cakes into the cart)
Me: You'd better! (while piling jars of pickles in various forms into the cart)
My new goal: Fatten up the husband while my belly gets larger. If people don't wonder which one of us is carrying the baby, I have failed.