My dear neighbor and friend Kelly coaxed me out for a lunch at a wonderful cafe near our respective houses. It was a total win-win situation: Kelly got LOTS of super sweet sleepy Reese time, and I got to eat an actual meal while it was still hot. Plus, I got the extra bonus treat of meeting other mothers and their adorably well-behaved kids.
I would like to enter the following photos as evidence that it is possible to take an infant to lunch without said infant melting down or “going Code Red” (ahem, Chris). In fact, I didn’t have to even hitch the girl to my shoulder and pace the restaurant — she was just that good.
