Umm...

We ate dinner in the kitchen tonight. We were hiding from our baby. After a long afternoon with no nap, he was very clingy after his own dinner. Jonathan set him on the floor and he protested. But it wasn't long (just one hold the breath scream) and he was playing with his books on the floor. Well, I sure as heck didn't want him to see us because then he would want to be held-again. So we ate our spaghetti on the kitchen floor where we were out of sight and out of mind.