My night in Tahoe was my first night away from Easton. He did great. Daddy did great. I did (almost) great. I missed my little guy (of course), but had so much fun with my friends that missing him didn't get in the way of my time (I knew it wouldn't). I think the hardest part of being away from the muffin was all the pumping I had to do. I did get a little teary eyed when Tony called after he put Easton down- he said "Easton just looked confused all day." How cute is that?!?!?!
*That is one big group of girls!!
One of the coolest parts of my little get-away was coming home to a really really excited baby. He was so happy to see me that he (literally) squealed with delight. I guess "absence makes the heart grow fonder." This was a really really good thing for me to do. I was able to get away, and trust that all would be okay with my little guy. Thank goodness I have such a fabulous husband and father in Tony.