A Well-Deserved Break

James and I had a great time on our date last night. We went to Texas Roadhouse (romantic, I know, but it's James' favorite) for dinner. It felt so good to just sit and talk. It was nice to be Tiffany and James for a minute, instead of Mom and Dad. Little Man did great, too. He ate his bottle like a champ and J and B were even able to get some smiles out of him. I think he might have been a little mad at me when we got back (is he old enough to get mad?) because when I picked him up, he immediately started screaming in my face. He was probably just hungry because he calmed down after I fed him, but my mom guilt took right over when I saw that sad face.

I left Little Man with James for a few hours this morning while I ran a bunch of errands. When I got home, James said something that amused me. He told me that he had tried to clean up a little, but didn't get much done because "that baby is a lot of work." I just smiled.