Always Order Water

Mother's Day this year was one of the most perfect days we've had at the beach so far. We really had a chance to relax. We rode our bikes down to this Cafe for the Sunday brunch. My super-hot-used-beach cruiser (that I'm dying to paint bright yellow) is my new favorite ride - notice the cup holder...yep!. We are on it almost daily. Addie loves it - and we now have some of the best "conversations" (really just pointing out random things we see) on the road! Anyways, we order the fabulous food and try to juggle the juice (absolutely incredible fresh carrot/fruit juice), sippy, coffee, tea, napkins, wiggly toddler, against unusual huge gusts of wind outside. We got it. Chris comes around with the juice cup in his MOUTH - bad idea. It lands all over me/her the table. Yes, that was carrot base juice! We ruin the tablecloth, clean up, and carry on.

Towards the end, Addie is restless. We are throwing any kind of food at her at this point, just to stay a little longer, knowing time is ticking away into her naptime. What to I do? Pull a classic "Lisa" and take my coffee with me as I'm leaning towards Addie trying to shove one last kiwi into her mouth. Once again, covered.

So, a long time ago, when I had an infant swatting at my cup on the table at the restaurant eventually filling my lap with my drink, and now having a toddler ready to do the same (but way faster). I know better. You always order water...or get ready to replace a lot of your clothes. I should know this by now!

It was perfect :)