My mom is coming to babysit Declan. I know I'll miss him after approximately 10 minutes, but I'll make myself push through and go to the party, or I'll regret it terribly later, when I'm drowning in dirty diapers and feel like I haven't talked to another adult in days.
Aaron is doing well up in Iowa, though I still wish he was here with us. Even though I know that he would be a total pain in the butt about going to this party. Party! Yay!