I Love Jimmy Fallon

Today my second born son turned one. One year old. It was a nice day. We had close friends and family come over to my mom and dad's, eat some cake, and open some wonderful presents. I wanted to video tape it but I couldn't find an blank tape, so I searched through my many tapes in the closet that I never watch, and found that said CRAP and Hayden. So I watched it. The first bit was a bonfire in Landon's dad's backyard where us being stupid, poured gasoline all over the sidewalk and lit it on fire. It was scarily awesome. After that, it was a visit to the zoo with a two year old Hayden. A cute cute CUTE two year old baby boy. After that.........a 15 minute or so long documentation of my arrival home, drunk out of my tree. First, I'm passed out on the couch with my roommate, my skirt up too far. Then, me passed out on the floor next to my roommate, my skirt at a decent length. Then, me struggling to find my way two the bathroom, banging into everything, my eyes barely open. And finally, ending in me passed out on the bathroom floor, but not before dry heaving into the toilet. I watched the whole thing. I thought about the fact that my sweet little two year old Hayden was in his room sleeping during all this. I thought about the fact that Landon was video taping this. I wondered what he was thinking. I wondered why he put up with me. I am so glad he did. I taped over that with Alex's first birthday party. So now, when you watch the tape, you see cute little two year old Hayden, followed immediately by cute little one year old Alex, then back again to cute little two year old Hayden playing at the park. Yeah its gonna look funny when I watch the tape a few years from now, and probably confuse the hell out of anyone who watches it, but I don't care. I'm glad that time of my life is erased. I'm so glad I don't drink anymore. Not even a drop. Thank god for Landon.