Getting old?

So last night Scott and I got out of the house to attend the Farmer's Life Gala event. It was fun. A nice dinner and awards presentation followed by "dancing." Now this is where I wonder if we are getting old or if it is just the genre of music they played because of the age group of people there. I wondered this as they played The Love Shack and Back in Black. :) It wasn't until later in the night that the DJ realized that even the older crowd likes what is popular now. It was fun though to watch people do the Roger Rabit and break dance. Now not drinking for almost two years has its advantages. A glass of wine with dinner can make you a bit more outgoing. Scott and I hit the dance floor and I got the title of "Dancing Queen." The guys complemented Scott for having a wife that "gets her groove on" two weeks after having a baby. All impressed. Scott's remarks back each time was "that is how we roll from Missouri." Again, we haven't gotten out much :) Ha. It is funny though how different the events from Missouri are from Utah. I could seriously count on both hands how many people were drinking. The bar tab couldn't have been too expensive. We stayed at a really nice resort as Scott's parents took on the responsibility of watching both boys. But of-course I couldn't enjoy myself at the resort or take advantage of having the opportunity to sleep 8 hours straight without any interruptions. I tried and tried and finally at 3am I woke Scott up and said I had to go home to my babies.

I wanted to attach a picture of Miss Belle. She was the same way with William when he was an infant. Always having to be around him and protect him. While we were gone last night, she watched over Harrison and slept on our bed watching him in the basinet. Here is a picture from today of her watching him on tummy time.