My weekend was freakishly productive. Hubster and I made great progress focusing on our real goals and blazing a path for staying focused and accomplishing the things we really want. Then there was the incident with the neighbor's dog that's fucked us both up a little. I really believe there are no bad animals (or children) only bad owners (or parents). Visit with our friends and their brand new baby was nice. I think they appreciate that we came to see them - they are a lot like us, less thrilled with the infant stage and excited for the milestones to come. I think they liked just feeling like normal people for a few hours. Plus we keep bringing them stuff for them and the baby - LED nightlights, boppy infant pillow and cover, soothies gel pads for sore nipples, and a bunch of coupons for baby-related stuff, portraits, and a special one for dinner and a movie at their home with us (their choice of take out of home-made meal).