Today was the Erin and Jack Show. We've eaten together, cleaned together, played together, watched Baby Einstein together. We've kept ourselves busy, trying to forget that John's not coming home tonight. Here's a picture of the Jack and me. My arms can't quite do the trick like John's can. We miss you, Pops!
Jack and I had lunch with Kim and Shelby Reed today. Before we knew it, we had been in the restaurant for almost 2 hours! We decided that our sanity as mothers comes from getting out of the house. Everything is based around where we're going that day. Even if it's just to buy toilet paper, you look forward to it. Of course, buying toilet paper quickly turns into buying toilet paper AND something for Jack. I can't help it. My entire though process has changed. It's all about "the man", which is an endearing nick name that John and I have given him. Funny what children do to you. Like yesterday...I was heading to the Super Bowl party, and I noticed I had spit up on my shirt. But it didn't bother me. Instead, I thought, "Cool. In case there's someone there whom I don't know, they'll probably notice the spit up and know that I'm a mom." That's insane! Where does that kind of thinking come from?
Gotta run. Einstein is almost over, and we have to take dinner to the Montgomery's. They just had a baby as well. Colin Albert. Another cutie.
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