Theo's napping was all f-ed up today, so he wasn't ready for bed at his usual time. That meant he was awake and hanging out when we were ready to sit down to dinner with Rachel and Scott. Feeling panicked, we pulled a totally lazy-parent move and plopped Theo's chair in front of the TV, put on Dora (Kids on Demand, baby!), handing him ducky and a sippy of milk and voila!
an almost entirely adult dinner where none of us had to share our food.
I don't even feel guilty. I got to eat fresh-from-the-grill steak and
salmon and farmers market corn on the cob.
I love you Dora.
I'm sorry I've said nasty things about you and that map and that monkey and that stupid backpack! You are all the best!