Hi Mom,Went to a bar on a chilly November afternoon, grabbed a spot and found myself next to two young moms with 12-week-old kids strapped to their fronts in those cute little carriers.
A man at the bar saddled over and bought both grownups drinks, which they accepted graciously.
One woman started breastfeeding her kid as we sat there, in full view of the bartender and everyone else there.
I guess on one hand, why give up bar night, but on the other, does that mean this kid's first memory could be of hollering in his little hat next to a rum and coke? At least there's no smoking in bars in New York City.
Love,
Karen
Hi Karen,
ReplyDeleteI used to carry you a carrier called a Snugli. It was yellow, and was checkered. I remember cooking dinner, with you in your little Snugli. Never did take you to a bar, though!
Love,
Mom