Jason and I love the Cheesecake Factory, but we've never taken Ella Grace there, just out of sure terror that they wouldn't let us come back. Really, she's only ran us out of two or three restaurants in her short life, but now that she's eating table food, my anxiety is high again. What if there is nothing she can eat? What if she won't sit in the high chair? What if she breaks the dishes or knocks over our drinks? Whew! Really, I should be ashamed of myself. She was an angel! She may have only eaten carbs, but should I really be complaining? She did drop a small dish on the cement floor, but PTL it didn't break! She made friends with the table next to us. She's cutting her eyes at them while she's supposed to be posing for my picture! Poppy came and ate with us too! But, I only take pictures of well behaved little girls! I'm so proud of you sweetheart!
I wouldn't pop that balloon from the B'day party for all the tea in china!