Share

Tonight was a really cool dinner night. My husband and I decided we wanted to have burgers and I suggested In & Out Burger. He agreed and we drove there with our munchkin in the back seat who kept pointing out airplanes in the sky and the moon. It was a little late and I was worried that she was going to get cranky, but I hoped for the best. She read "Moo, Baa, La La La" while we waited in the drive thru line and was a total angel. London watched in fascination with her window down as the people inside made the food, then happily said "hi" to the cashier. When we got our food, she asked me for some and then said "back?" Scott looked at her and then at me for decoding.

Let me explain. Many times when London and I go out to run errands, I get food for us and then sit in the back seat with her in the parking lot while we eat together. She does really well this way and I get to keep her in her car seat-don't forget that I'm 8 months pregnant and a contained toddler is crucial at this point! Back to the story. I crawl into the back with her and Scott hands me my food and my drink. London says to me "share"? I hand her the strawberry shake and a fry. She says "thank you" and then requests "citsup" and looks at me with a distraught face when I take a sip of the shake. "Share"? This continues as we eat dinner and she alternates between telling me she's happy while doing a wiggle dance in her seat and sucking down the strawberry shake.

We finish our splurge and then head home. I remain in the back seat and our daughter comes up with a new game for me to play with her as she tickles my hand and laughs when I pull away. It was one of the most peaceful and fun evenings I've had in the last few days. Just think what we would have missed if we didn't go for burgers?