We did not get a babysitter Friday night so we could go out, just the two of us.
And we definitely did not stay out too late and drink a bit too much.
When Gavin woke up at 6:45 a.m. I did not grumble and curse myself for not going out the night before.
I most certainly did not contemplate skipping Paige’s 8 a.m. t-ball game and staying home with Gavin.
And I definitely did not wear a hat and sunglasses to the game and count down the minutes until I could go back to bed.
Last but not least, it was not me who fell more in love with her baby boy when he decided to take a two-hour nap with mommy that afternoon while Steve was at work!
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