Ugh, I'm having a tough time writing lately.

Not that there hasn't been lots going on, because there has...

Last weekend I went away for the 2nd annual girly weekend. There were 10 of us this year and we rented the same house as last year right on the coast. Not to sound all Oprah about the experience but it was really wonderful. It still amazes me that I know 9 other women that I would actually want to spend an entire weekend getting drunk with. And these are some really fantastic people. And it is a children free weekend (unless you happen to be pregnant like 2 of the girls are) so it really was a weekend where the only responsibilities were to figure out which bottle of Pinot to open first. Plus there was a hot tub. On the beach. Seriously.

While I was off indulging myself Dan and Will got some good father/Son bonding time in. Last year I had to drag Dan to the Pumpkin patch, this year he went without me. He took Will to some place that you took a boat out to the patch and then a train back. Seriously, the only way Will could have been any happier with that scenario would be to somehow involve a bike and a garbage truck. The kid was in heaven. He apparently was also a 2 year old and sat down in the pumpkin patch and refused to move unless he was being carried by Dan, whose hands were a little full with the pumpkins and wheelbarrow and such.

Will had his two year check-up yesterday and all is well. 35 inches tall and 29 pounds. Dr. Fabulous says he is going to be over 6 feet tall. Also, I will put up some new pictures soon including our weekend adventures to 'Halloween at the Zoo'.