It Happened! It Happened!!

Despite Iain's best efforts to stop it (he ran a fever after nap time, in a clear attempt to make us stay home), we did, actually, in fact, no lie, go out and have an adult evening.

Why are you shaking your head? Don't believe me? Try this on for size:

1. We hooked up with Callie's Staff at 4:30, and carpooled down to Richmond.
2. We drank actual adult beverages. Mine had 2 olives in it. We ate delicious little nibbles (stuffed mushrooms, little artichoke eggrolls, tiny roast beef sandwiches with horseradish sauce, boiled shrimp, cheesecake bites, etc.)
3. We talked with grownups. At length. Loudly.
4. We did not change any diapers, get out any wet wipes, tell anyone to get off the stairs, or fetch sippy cups.
5. After the soiree, we went to a restaurant where we sat at a table with no highchairs.
6. We ate supper and talked and no one said "No, don't touch that! That's not for babies! Can we get some extra napkins?"

It was grand. Meanwhile, Iain and Callie

1. Ate ravioli, fruit and ice cream sandwiches with Miss Donna.
2. Played hide-and-go-seek.
3. Waited until Donna was helping the other one go to sleep, then said "Donna?" "Donna?" "Donna?" over and over again.
4. Slept, no problem, until we got there.

In other words: a smashing success.