TGIF

We had familial dinner at a grocery store tonight. Okay, so it’s a grocery store with a café, an outdoor eating area, a live band and a playscape but it’s still a grocery store and an overpriced one at that. BUT as we sat there with our child tucked into the indestructible plastic grocery store high chair and sipped some delicious jammy vino we bought in the wine department and waited for disco coaster to vibrate and twinkle signaling that our food was ready, we realized we were exactly where we needed to be. The place buzzed with the liveliness of families. Any other time in our life, we wouldn’t be caught dead in such an arrangement no matter how much hooch was flowing but when our child made his usual attempts at decibel violating conversation and banged his toy like a gavel in court, papa and I looked at each other and flashed purple-lipped grins knowing full well that no one was paying any attention to us. Daddy took the rugrat to the playground while I made a quick dash through the aisles to pick up edibles for the weekend. It was a perfect arrangement…dinner, vino, burn out baby’s remaining energy, pick up groceries for the weekend and call it a day. Wonderful way to end a Friday.

Little Couch Spud. Thank goodness he goes to school a couple of days a week or I'd never dress him. It's just too bloody hot to wear much.