Life of the Party

Had dinner tonight with some friends. One is one of my bosses. His wife is a former colleague of mine -- he was her boss before they decided to tie the knot. Then she had to quit.

Anyhow, this isn't really about them, because we all know who this is about. Tonight was another award-winning night for Rachel. For the first time ever, she endured several short stints in the pen..er, playard.. without complaining. She sat with us during the entire meal in her highchair and behaved herself. As we ate Lori and I took turns feeding her. She was an ultimate delight to have around and really impressed us and them.

They aren't sure yet if they want to have kids. Originally he did, but now he's not so sure. She hasn't warmed up to the idea yet, one of her concerns being the number of children out there without parents waiting for adoptions. He also mentioned a family who came to have dinner with them and brought their two kids who weren't behaving well that night. He wasn't faulting them, just alluding to how much of a challenge that seemed like.

But Rachel was just downright impressive tonight. I needed to write this down because I know there will be nights not like this one and it will be good for me to come back and read this. (So, Rachel, if you are reading this, I owe you another $5, unless you just used a search engine to find all the times I said I owed you money.)