Oh how things change - case in point, our Saturday nights. Two years ago, we'd likely be out with friends starting with dinner reservations between 9 and 10. Followed by drinks, out until 2 (or occasionally later) in the evening. Last night wasn't exactly that model. Here's how the night unfolded: 6:00 - small feed for Jack and then bathtime. 6:15 - Justin starts cooking dinner (wow, eating at home rather than ordering!) 6:45 - rocking Jack to go to sleep 7:30 - Jack down 7:40 - Justin and I sit down for dinner - I think this is great, I could be asleep by 9 pm! 7:55 - Jack starts to whimper. Justin goes to calm him, I start to clean up. 8:00 - Justin realizes that Jack is hungry as his cries increase. We hand off tasks. 8:02 - Jack's crying. Mel (our orange tabby cat) pukes on the rug next to the dining table. 8:50 - finish dinner and cleaning once the chaos clears! Sweet. Not exactly your rockin NYC Saturday night! Don't worry, I'm not posting ...