My new favorite word.

My pre-preggo self had a favorite word. It was called Happy Hour.

My post-preggo (or mommy as I am commonly called) has a new favorite word. It's called Playdates.  It's really just an excuse for moms to be able to get together to socialize while having an excuse for their child to scream bloody murder (notice who the sad baby seems to be in this picture). It's 3:00 in the afternoon on a Wednesday and moms can drink a glass of wine with friends and just let it all hang out and everyone in the room understands the importance of having your child sleep for 6 hours and you can discuss the details of poo.

Ahh, this particular group of girlfriends have been so fun to get together with and I'm super sad I have to go to back to work in a few weeks. Grayson, Royce, Carson, and Everett play so well together, can't you tell?? and mom's Angela, Julie, Natalie, & I LOVE getting some good chat-time. 

I don't do well not talking all day. Poor Jason gets home and I spend the entire evening trying to get in my word quota for the day.  Shocking huh?