We decided to play the Baron's last night state-side as normal as possible. That meant a trip to our fav-o-rite pizza buffet for a school fund-raiser. This place was our first stop when we arrived back on the coast, over a year ago. The wee one was a tiny four month old blob.
We normally carry the wee one in and out because nobody likes a baby underfoot with a plateful of precious pizza cargo. Last night, the restaurant wasn't very busy so I let her walk through the dining room on her own, over to the Baron and the big kid. Our favorite server came over and commented on how cute the wee one looked toddling around the tables and chairs.
She went on to reminisce about the wee one being carried in, strapped to her bucket seat. There were the memories of the first time she ate baby food from a jar, her first saltine cracker, her first plain pasta from the buffet, and her first piece of pizza.
This lovely person can recall more about our baby than most of our friends and relatives can. It was sweet. It was also sad. Either way, it was a funny little trip down memory lane.
I told her she had a lot to look forward to; we are stuck here for almost three more years.
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We go to a Mexican place at Pearlridge Mall way, way too often, and the manager there not only knows exactly what we order every time, but last week commented, "Wow, your baby is getting so big! I remember when you were pregnant with her and your toddler was just started to talk, and now she's ordering her own meals!"
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