The hubs is going to Vegas this weekend for our good friend Ed’s bachelor party. That means Tyler and I will be spending some quality time together. Not sure what we’re going to do yet. Tyler’s finally at the age where I can take her out by myself and not worry about the “what ifs…” that I can’t handle on my own. You know, stuff like what if she spits up all over herself in a restaurant? What if she does “the deed” all over herself? What if she has a meltdown? Not that I couldn’t handle any of those things myself, but when you’re in public and your baby is still a baby…it’s a whole different story.

Anyway, I hope it doesn’t rain. That would suck.