And it was okay! I didn't hate anyone, people were super glad to see me, my boobs didn't fall off (a few hours without nursing), Applet had fun and only had one new gouge on him from his crashing adventures, husband didnt have a nervous breakdown, Applet's free standing even more, and now I have to take him for his official 8 month development checkup to see if he is an adequate baby.

It's all okay!

Also I had McDo for lunch and it was so fricking good.