First night away

I didn't think I would, but I did. I cried a little bit after we left Cayden at Grandma Barb's tonight. Not because I doubt that she, Nicole and MiMi will take good care of him, but because I missed him (already) and fear he will miss me and get scared.

But we'll both be fine. Or at least that's what Brian keeps telling me.

So Brian and I are getting really excited to see friends we haven't seen in a long time and have a great time at Penn State tomorrow.

But I can't say I won't call a couple of times to check in on Chicken Wing or show his pictures to anyone who asks.

Cayden is eight weeks and three days old.