Plain White...Who?

The Machine took a mini-vacation this weekend to St. Louis to visit some dear friends/Jack's godparents from Texas. It was great to visit and see the city (it's a pretty cool city if you've never been), but it was hot as blue blazes there. Oh my! I can't believe I forgot how "wonderful" humidity is. You pretty much sweat instantly, constantly, and horribly as soon as you step out of the AC (I'm not sure why I ever did). But venture out we did. We saw the Arch, the Zoo and something called Grant's Farm. Here are a couple pics from the adventure.

Jack trying to imitate his friend, Logan, by doing *exactly* what he did. So cute!

This one was taken by a sweet woman who took pity on me. I was trying to hold babies and the the cell phone while taking a pic. I wish she had gotten a tiny bit closer, though.

Ben and Papa.

I love this picture for two reasons. First, Jack has the best smile here. He was having a great time running around under the arch. Second, I have the biggest piece of food stuck in my teeth. If there is anything that says, "Amy" it's something like that.

Other than having a great time with friends, this trip confirmed that I am indeed living in a "Mommy Box". While waiting for the valet to bring our car the last day, a guy walked into the waiting room with a guitar. I was thinking, "Oh that's nice. I wonder if he's a musician?" Then, I quickly didn't care because he was ignoring Jack trying to talk to him about his guitar and if he was going to sing. Come to find out, he was the lead singer of Plain White T's. So didn't know who that was until this weekend, much less who was their lead singer. I think I need to get out a little more. Maybe I'll try to do that in the next ten years or so.