I finally rolled out of bed in time to jump on a conference call for work and then Collin and I got some work done around the house before my friend, Amanda, and her son, Blake, came over for a playdate. I haven't seen Amanda since I left for maternity leave in December so it was so great to catch up and to finally meet little Blake, who was born 9 weeks after Keaton. The boys were so great today, neither one of them hardly fussed the whole afternoon. They seemed to be very content just listening to their mommy's voices.
In good playdate fashion we indulged ourselves with Dairy Queen ice cream. I wish I could remember the name of the flavor, Something Truffle....all I know is that it was amazing. And I think you should all go out right this second and get yourself a blizzard. I also think we should make a new rule - all playdates should involve ice cream. Or, if not ice cream, than at least dessert of some sort. Who's in?