Vegas, Here I Come!

So I just got word that I will, in fact, be going to Vegas next week. It's not going to be too bad though, it's just for a couple of days as opposed to the usual 7-9 days I'm usually gone. Reasons I'm bummed about going to Vegas:

1. I won't be home for our wedding anniversary for the 3rd year in a row.
2. I'd get arrested if I tried to fit Jack and Matt into my suitcase.
3. 3 HOUR TIME DIFFERENCE, like my sleep pattern isn't already out of whack.
4. The original plan was for Krystal to come with me and then it got cancelled, which I know she was bummed about, now it's back on and she can't come.

On the up-side, my khakis still fit quite comfortably, so crisis averted there.

On to the important stuff, our little Jack. I had a very sweet moment with him this morning. Let me set the scene.

We live in a Cape, so it's open all the way around, living room, stairway, dining room, kitchen, hallway and then back to the living room. Jack and I have our little morning ritual. "Good Morning Sunshine", snuggle, diaper change, then downstairs to start our day. (this morning it was 4am by the way) I put him on the floor with his toys in the living room while I move on to the kitchen to make his bottle and shake the cobwebs out of my head. This morning, I could hear him playing in the living room and his noises kept getting closer and closer.

I looked into the dining room and there were 2 little eyes and a forehead peeking out ever so slightly from the dining room door. I said, "Well, hello there, would you like to come help Mommy make breakfast?" He started to giggle and wiggle and crawled around the corner all the way into the kitchen with a swiftness like I had offered him a big ol' cookie. I really enjoy being a mom, Jack's a VERY easy person to love, but it's moments like these that make being HIS mom REALLY special. Boy do I love that kid.