We went as a family to a Mexican restaurant for dinner tonight with my parents, sister, future brother-in-law Doug and my adorable niece. It was so fun. Even though I was sitting across from my 2 year old, with a 9 month old on one side and a one year old on the other side, it was still fun. The kind of fun that makes you think wow, I wonder if they ever kick anyone out of here? And then of course, I saw a few squished mean-faced looks from some folks who almost slipped on a few of the things we may or may not have dropped on the ground. sorry. about. that.
Were full glasses of water spilled? Yes.
Spilled beans? yes
Before Mommy could stop him, did Daddy take Davy into the Men's restroom to go potty/ Anatomy 101 for a 2 year old? Yes.
Did she ask Grandma to take her to the restroom approximately 7 times? yes
Did Grandma oblige? yes
Did Davy see fairies? Oh yes.
That was pretty much the highlight. Davy announced excitedly to our large table in her cartoonish voice:
THOSE BIG FAIRIES ARE NOT GOING TO FALL IN!
You may be asking yourself what kind of Mexican restaurant has fairies. I'll tell you. The kind of restaurant that on dance night attracts awkward, dolled up, Mexican-food-loving, freshman girls paired with their equally as awkward freshman boys. And when one little chickie needs to use the restroom, the entire girlie gaggle follows.
I think it's safe to say it's her dream to be one of those fairy freshman girls free from the worry of falling in a public toilet. She loves the idea of the pretty dress, but mostly it's all about potty skill envy at this point.
She surely will be dreaming about them tonight. She forced me into a princess story that included these restroom using wonders.
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