Lily the flirt

Tonight we all went out to dinner. Call me a slacker, but I just haven't gotten to the grocery store yet. So we met Jeff when he was finished with work. Lily and Andrew were terrific...as usual. Jeff and I ate at the speed of lightning...as usual. Andrew was entertained by crayons and the tank of lobsters at the front. Lily was entertained by the people at the table next to us.

She was CRACKING US UP. She twisted almost all the way around in her highchair (no restraining straps? really? who designed this thing?). It was a couple in their late 40s, early 50s...not really interested in babies. There are two groups of people interested in babies. Women in their 20s and 30s who don't have children yet and grandparents. That's it. No one else really cares for longer than a smile at a baby. In my opinion. Anyway, Lily was working it. Workin' it HARD to try and get these people's attention. The woman smiled politely at her once, but she really just wanted to enjoy her conversation with her husband/boyfriend. No matter what we did, we couldn't get Lily to turn around. She just kept smiling and waving and talking at them. Every time they laughed, Lily would do a fake laugh. It was hilarious...and pathetic. Finally the couple got up to leave. Lily mimicked putting on a coat...so cute. She waved bye bye...after they'd already turned and left. And then she cried and reached for them. We were apparently too boring for her. She wanted to go home with those strangers. Nice.

Unfortunately, a nice evening went sour when we got back to our cars. Someone had smashed in Jeff's rear window and stolen his laptop. Ugh. So I piled the kids in my car and left Jeff to deal with police reports, etc. He was home soon after, because there isn't really much they can do. Now he has to get a rental car and his window fixed and worry about all that was on the computer and try to think if he had anything else important in that computer bag. Andrew was majorly stressed about it on the way home. How do you explain criminals to a 4 year old? He just kept repeating the same thing over and over. "Stealing is bad, right Mom? Why did someone break Daddy's car? The police should put them in jail. Why did someone break Daddy's car?" and on and on and on.

-sigh- We should've just had Skyline out of the can. Or spaghetti. I have a feeling it will be a long time before I can convince Jeff to meet us at a restaurant after work.