The wife received a gift certificate to The Prado from the boss-man so we decided to treat ourselves to a nice, relaxing lunch after church this past Sunday. Annie had other plans . . . She went absolutely WIGGY. Complaining and crying and fussing.
We are the type of folks that do not allow the wee one to ruin other people's meals when we are out and about. Annie took it right up to a half-step away from the point at which one of us would have taken her outside - and there she stayed.
Annie's mood did turn around however but she just shifted to the other end of crazy and started squealing and laughing and hollering. It was every bit as disruptive. I turned to the wife and said, "I think I can actually feel her sucking the energy from my body".
Long about dessert, Annie quieted down and the wife and I looked at each other shaking our heads in amazement. We felt like we had just been through a hurricane.
A Velvet Hurricane
2 comments:
Aw man. Your description is hilarious. Humor is the only way through days like this, no?
She sure is beautiful! I can't wait for the the two awesome California Annabelle's to meet one day.
Meals with kids - boy do they stress me out. We mostly do take out!
Happy New Year!
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