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Oh, today was a good day. It started lazily around the house; then off to Sherwood for Drew's swim lesson, which went about normally (a little better than the last one; he's still getting used to it). Having both Scott and I in the water (instead of just one of us) makes it easier - he can sometimes be calmed by passing him to the other parent, and he takes the ducking under the barrier much better if he comes up on the other side in a parent's arms instead of the swim instructor's. The after-swim drying off will be easier when he's a touch bigger and can manage or partly manage his own towel tho. ;)
From there back home for a little bit to gather and get ready. The "little bit" ended up being longer than expected because Drew napped in the car but Mom & Dad didn't...and found ourselves tireder than anticipated, me especially. Scott indulged me and let me nap.
Then off to our friends' housewarming/birthday party (his birthday is tomorrow) with a stop to bring munchies. It was a good time - Drew was quite shy but eventually consented to be handed off to a couple people and play with others from the safety of a trusted adult's arms, and he had fun nibbling on some of the party food too. And the birthday card Scott found was a thing of beauty, and quite fun to watch the reaction to. I wish I hadn't been so tired earlier; I'd've liked to get there earlier, stay longer. However, we had a date...
...for Nonna Emilia's for my birthday dinner. Oh YUM. Much good time. Lots of food came home with us. (Scott's FACE when he saw that his calzone was made with an entire pizza crust. Well, actually I was in the restroom when they brought the food, but his face was STILL pretty good when I got back.) Drew had a great time (and some meat, cheese, part of a celery stick which he really went to town on, a good portion of my minestrone soup...). The best part was watching him and the accordion player. When he got near our table I got Drew's attention on him by pointed staring (after pointing didn't work) and suddenly he had a rapt baby watching him. At which point, of course, he played to his audience. Drew LOOOOOVED it. *happy mama*
Best best BEST moment: second time the accordion player was in our area, he drifted over to play on the side of Drew that was away from me. I was offering Drew minestrone soup at that point and he was enjoying it a lot, but he HAD to stare at the accordion. Every so often he would turn back, fully expecting that the spoon would be right in front of his mouth if he faced the table square on - and it was, and he'd grab a hasty mouthful and turn back. Several times he got almost nothing, or dribbled it out of his mouth, he turned back so fast - the most noticeable being the big chunk of onion on the shoulder of his shirt. So I filled the spoon again and held it where he could turn his head just a bit (maybe an inch right) and get some, and would still be able to see the accordion. He was SO enraptured with the accordion that he didn't notice - turned his head all the way back to face the table and looked BAFFLED when there was no spoon. I was giggling, Scott was laughing, the accordion player had a chuckle, and I saw a suspicious number of grins on other diners in the vicinity. After a moment, Drew reoriented and found the spoon, and got his mouthful of soup while staring at the accordion. Definitely an appreciative audience!
Tasty, TASTY dinner. I haven't been to Nonna Emilia's in years - in fact, I think the last time I went was with my parents - longer ago than I care to admit, because it's a good enough restaurant I should've been back many times (although, I admit, not the best located for where we live). It is...just as I remember it. I mean, I don't remember the decor, they could have changed that up, but the food, the accordion (Fridays and Saturdays only, but still), the feeling, the friendly staff...yeah, it's still the same. So glad to have been back. I shan't wait as long before eating there again, I hope.
We're home now, and I think it is just about time for bed. A very, very good day. (And I officially got my first birthday present from Drew other than his existence - according to the package I was handed by my husband this morning, acting on his behalf, Drew got me a pair of very cute socks. Hehe.)
From there back home for a little bit to gather and get ready. The "little bit" ended up being longer than expected because Drew napped in the car but Mom & Dad didn't...and found ourselves tireder than anticipated, me especially. Scott indulged me and let me nap.
Then off to our friends' housewarming/birthday party (his birthday is tomorrow) with a stop to bring munchies. It was a good time - Drew was quite shy but eventually consented to be handed off to a couple people and play with others from the safety of a trusted adult's arms, and he had fun nibbling on some of the party food too. And the birthday card Scott found was a thing of beauty, and quite fun to watch the reaction to. I wish I hadn't been so tired earlier; I'd've liked to get there earlier, stay longer. However, we had a date...
...for Nonna Emilia's for my birthday dinner. Oh YUM. Much good time. Lots of food came home with us. (Scott's FACE when he saw that his calzone was made with an entire pizza crust. Well, actually I was in the restroom when they brought the food, but his face was STILL pretty good when I got back.) Drew had a great time (and some meat, cheese, part of a celery stick which he really went to town on, a good portion of my minestrone soup...). The best part was watching him and the accordion player. When he got near our table I got Drew's attention on him by pointed staring (after pointing didn't work) and suddenly he had a rapt baby watching him. At which point, of course, he played to his audience. Drew LOOOOOVED it. *happy mama*
Best best BEST moment: second time the accordion player was in our area, he drifted over to play on the side of Drew that was away from me. I was offering Drew minestrone soup at that point and he was enjoying it a lot, but he HAD to stare at the accordion. Every so often he would turn back, fully expecting that the spoon would be right in front of his mouth if he faced the table square on - and it was, and he'd grab a hasty mouthful and turn back. Several times he got almost nothing, or dribbled it out of his mouth, he turned back so fast - the most noticeable being the big chunk of onion on the shoulder of his shirt. So I filled the spoon again and held it where he could turn his head just a bit (maybe an inch right) and get some, and would still be able to see the accordion. He was SO enraptured with the accordion that he didn't notice - turned his head all the way back to face the table and looked BAFFLED when there was no spoon. I was giggling, Scott was laughing, the accordion player had a chuckle, and I saw a suspicious number of grins on other diners in the vicinity. After a moment, Drew reoriented and found the spoon, and got his mouthful of soup while staring at the accordion. Definitely an appreciative audience!
Tasty, TASTY dinner. I haven't been to Nonna Emilia's in years - in fact, I think the last time I went was with my parents - longer ago than I care to admit, because it's a good enough restaurant I should've been back many times (although, I admit, not the best located for where we live). It is...just as I remember it. I mean, I don't remember the decor, they could have changed that up, but the food, the accordion (Fridays and Saturdays only, but still), the feeling, the friendly staff...yeah, it's still the same. So glad to have been back. I shan't wait as long before eating there again, I hope.
We're home now, and I think it is just about time for bed. A very, very good day. (And I officially got my first birthday present from Drew other than his existence - according to the package I was handed by my husband this morning, acting on his behalf, Drew got me a pair of very cute socks. Hehe.)
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Happy happy birthday.
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