I woke up when I felt my nose being tapped and heard giggling. When I opened my eyes I saw JJ standing by the bed giggling, “What are you doing here?”

         “I slept here!” he threw his hands in the air, “Rachael’s bed was yucky and not comfy so I called Daddy and he came to get me. Oh, and guess what? You was already sleeping! And Daddy said I couldn’t wake him up.”

         “So you woke me up? That’s not fair.”

         “Uh huh,” he giggled again; making it impossible for me to be even a little upset that he woke me. “You know you slept in bed with Daddy, even though he snores.” He said before crawling over me and lying between the two of us. I turned on my other side to see that I did indeed sleep with Justin last night… or sleep in the same bed as Justin last night. “Dadddddy,” JJ called out before poking at Justin like he did me, “Wake up, wake up, wake up,” he whispered, “Me and Mommy are awake and we’re hungry!”

         JJ is too cute, he’s perfect. I couldn’t help but laugh as he tapped at Justin’s nose, “Maybe you should let Daddy sleep.”

         “Guess what Mommy? You. Slept. With Daddy last night! Even though he snores!” he giggled.

         I giggled right along with him, even though it probably won’t be too good if he repeats that to anyone else.  A four year old telling the world that his parents slept together is never a good thing, even if he doesn’t know what he’s saying. “You know what? I think I fell asleep before he started snoring.”

         “Yeah, cause you was asleep when I got home. Not home! Here!”

         “How do you wake up so happy?” it doesn’t make sense. I wish I were four again.

         “I’m happy cause I get Mommy AND Daddy at the same time!”

         That hurt. A lot. I didn’t think he really understood what was going on, but clearly he knows.

         “I thought I told you not to wake me up,” I heard Justin’s voice and JJ rolled over to face him. Justin always knows when to save me from these situations. I don’t think he knows how grateful I am that he does.

         “I didn’t! I woke up Mommy! You know why? Cause I’m hungry, that’s why. I’m ready for breakfast!”

         “You’re ready for breakfast huh? How did you sleep?”

         “Gooood. Mommy, can we have breakfast?”

         “Yeah man, why don’t you go find the room service menu and pick something out,” Justin said and JJ was running out of the room without missing a beat.

         “What happened last night?” I asked before getting out of bed. Justin handed me a pair of his sweatpants and a t-shirt to change in to so I don’t have to wear this dress all morning.  He has the most comfortable sweatpants, maybe it’s because they’re a couple sizes too big for me, but they’re the best thing ever.   It’s a little scary that I don’t remember how I got to bed but it must have had something to do with the wine.

“You passed out.” he answered nonchalantly.

         “I know,” I laughed before pulling the sweats under my dress, “I mean with JJ.”

         “Oh yeah, your son wouldn’t sleep in Rachel’s room because it’s too small and the bed’s not comfortable enough.”

         “What?” he can’t be serious.

         “Seriously. He refused to sleep in a room because it was too small and the bed wasn’t fluffy enough.”

         I don’t know what to say to that. So instead of saying anything I just stood there in shock. Justin laughed at my response, “That’s scary.”

         “Yeah,” he agreed with a head nod.

         “Is her room real bad?”

         “No,” he laughed before running his hand through his hair. “She’s got a normal room, it’s big. Not like ours but…”

         “That’s so scary,” I repeated, “He’s four.”

         “Yeah I know, that’s what I’m saying.”

         This is really bothering me.  All I can think is that he’s going to turn out like a male Paris Hilton or something. That cannot happen. I will not let that happen. “What do we do? Take him to a homeless shelter or something?”

         “I don’t know, he’s kind of young for that. Nothing like you, huh?”

         “What do you mean?”

         “Remember when you came out to New York that first time?”

         “Oh yeah,” I laughed remembering that room, “That room was…”

         “Crazy, right?”

         “Completely crazy. I still get a little shocked with the rooms.”

         “Yeah, me too.”

I was surprised that Kendall stayed with JJ for a room service breakfast. Hell, I was surprised she didn’t wake up and run. I thought for sure she’d at least be pissed that I slept in bed with her. It is my bad, it’s not like I’m going to sleep on the couch. I’m beginning to see how much it means to JJ when we spend this time together. You always think just cause he’s a little kid he doesn’t fully get what’s going on but I’m pretty sure he gets it more than I do. He’s a smart kid, and that’s not just me trying to make my kid out to be the best. He is smart, too smart in fact. I wish he were dumber sometimes… that came out wrong.

“What are we gonna do today?” JJ asked as he finished off his chocolate chip pancake.

“What do you want to do today, Babe?” Ken asked as she pulled her legs to her chest and grabbed onto her coffee. It’s hard for me to keep my eyes off her, especially when she’s wearing my sweats. There’s just something about your girl wearing your sweats. I know, technically, she’s not my girl but as far as I’m concerned she’ll always be my girl.  “It’s up to you today, your choice.”

“My choice!?!” he shouted before looking over at me. I nodded my head with a smile, who knew he would get so excited over something so simple. I know he’s been around for four years but he still surprises me every day. It’s cool that he’s becoming his own person and I can have real conversations with him, even if they always tend to go back to Transformers or something. “OK, OK, I know, I know. We can go swimming! Yeah, we can allll go swimming. Me and Mommy and Daddy too! And then we can get one of those big sundaes we got last time, ok Daddy?”

I had to laugh at that. It’s been almost a year since we were here, I didn’t think he’d remember something that happened then. Although, it was a damn big sundae. Come to think of it, Kendall was pretty damn big then too.

“Why isn’t she answering her phone????” Kendall shouted as she lay in bed, eight and a half months pregnant.

“Shh, keep it down,” I answered with a chuckle. It was almost midnight and we happen to have a three-year-old sound asleep one door over. “We’re in Vegas baby, they’re not going to stay in the hotel all night when we told them to go out and have fun.”

“They don’t need to be out having fun, we’re not out having fun.”

“That’s because we have a three year old and you’re ready to pop with number two any second.” She curled her lip as she gave me a dirty look and I couldn’t help but laugh. I know that pisses her off more than anything but she’s just too cute and bitchy when she’s pregnant. “I’ll go get it.”

“No, you can’t go get it because by the time you get back it will be melted goo.”

“What if we have someone go get it for us?”

“Yeah, because they’ll have frozen bags that will keep the ice cream cold and the hot fudge hot. Uh, NO!”

Another chuckle got me another dirty look, “What if we call down to room service and they come up here and make you a sundae?”

“Because Justin, it’s not the same. I’m just going to go myself, you can stay with JJ.”

“No, you’re not going anywhere by yourself. Something like ice cream could make you go into early labor.”

“Don’t be stupid. Ice cream is not going to make me go into labor. What else do you suggest then? That’s the only option.”

“No it is not,” I held back the laugh this time, “We can call down and have them bring up a whole cart of ice cream, Home Alone style, and you can make your own sundae.”

“It’s not the same!” she shouted, I don’t know how JJ is still asleep, “Nobody has the cinnamon waffle cone shells like they do and that’s what I want. So there’s no other option except if I go by myself. OR, oh I know. Just call down and ask for someone to come up and watch JJ for an hour while we go.”

“Oh, come on now babe, now you’re talking crazy. You want to leave JJ with some stranger that’s not even trained to watch kids?”

“He’s sleeping, we could even leave him alone we’ll be back soon.”

I shook my head and laughed before getting out of bed, “I’m just going to call down and have them bring up a sundae bar. We’ll go over there and get the good sundae tomorrow, when JJ’s awake. He’ll like it anyway.”

“No, don’t. I’m not going to eat it. I’d rather have no ice cream than the stupid hotel ice cream.”

I took a deep breath and lay back on the bed, “You’re acting crazy Ken, you wanted me to tell you when you start acting crazy and I’m telling you.”

“I am not acting crazy. What did the doctor say about my cravings? He said it’s completely normal. And he said you had to listen to me and get me what I want.”

“I understand that Ken, but I don’t know what you want me to do. I said I’ll go get it but you won’t let me. We can’t leave JJ here alone. No one is around to watch him. There’s no other option. You can eat the ice cream from the hotel and then tomorrow we’ll get the good stuff.”

“Tomorrow I won’t want the good stuff! I want it now. I’m sorry if you can’t handle my fucking cravings but try being the one that actually has them. Maybe if you didn’t get me knocked up in the first place you’d never have to see me again.”

“Oh, here we go. It’s blame everything on Justin time, the fifth time today.”

“It is your fault! You’re the one that made me have sex…”

“Oh yeah, I made you have sex,” I answered sarcastically, “It’s not like I just got back from tour and you made your sister watch JJ. And you bought that sexy lingerie and seduced the shit out of me. Oh, wait. That’s exactly how it happened.”

“Oh, bullshit. We don’t know that’s when I got pregnant.”

“We do actually, it’s a fact, and it was that weekend.”

“Says who? The doctor? Like he knows anything.”

I laughed and pulled her head to my chest, “You’re so moody, it’s sexy.”

“Please, there is not one sexy thing about me right now.” I watched her eyes close slowly and thought for a second she was done and would fall asleep. Of course, that wasn’t the case. She opened her eyes and slapped my stomach, “I want a sundae.”

“Oww, that hurt. You need to relax.” I said as she stood up, “Where are you going?”

“Bathroom, chill.”

I lay in bed for a few minutes before I realized how full of shit she is and decided to go investigate to she what she was really doing. I headed to JJ’s room and saw her sitting on the bed; I stood in the doorway and watched carefully.

“JJ,” she whispered as she picked him up in her arms, “Wake up baby,”

Is she really waking him up?

“What Mommy?” he asked in a daze.

“Come on, wake up. We’re going to go get some ice cream. Don’t tell Daddy I woke you up,” she whispered again before standing up with him in her arms. She walked to the door and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw me standing in the doorway with my arms crossed, “Oh.” She stated softly.

“Oh,” I replied.

“He was up, so I…”

“He was not up, you woke him up. Don’t lie to me.”

“Fine, I woke him up, but does it matter? He’s up now.”

“You’re ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous.”

“No I’m not. He’s a kid, he likes ice cream, and it’s not that late.” She tried to make herself feel better.

“I do Daddy, I like ice cream!” JJ added, he’s awake now.

“Yeah, I know you do,” I chuckled, “Alright, let’s go.”

         After breakfast we went down to the pool.  I’m actually having a lot of fun spending time with my guys… well with Justin and JJ. I didn’t realize how much I missed these family moments. All together it was a fun day, except when JJ decided to tell everyone that his Mommy and Daddy slept together last night.  That was interesting. It just goes to show how important it is to him that we spend more time together. I can easily have Justin over for dinner once a week, or we can spend a day out as a family. It’s not like we hate each other, there’s no need to act like we do. We can be civil and do what’s best for JJ.  It’s possible to still be friends.