Ok, first night out might be an exaggeration...
Tracy (my second mommy) was in town for a conference and stayed with us last night so we took her up on free babysitting (even after a stern warning that she might not want to deal with Colic-kid). We hardly knew what to do with ourselves or where to go so we just popped into Foster's for a burger.
As we ordered, we promised each other that we wouldn't talk about Chase, but catch up on other things to ensure balance in our lives. By the time we got to our table we were already discussing the night's schedule and strategizing whether changing Chase's diaper before or after he eats would cut down on crying time. FAIL. But the burgers were delicious and we hurried back because we couldn't stand to be away.
And ya know what? Chase didn't cry at all for Tracy. figures.
Chase= 1 M&D= 0 (make liars out of your parents).
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