Dinner = Fail

We are supposed to get sleet and snow (maybe an inch?) this weekend, possibly starting in the middle of the night.  School was obviously let out 2 hours early.  Everyone needs to get to the store to buy bread, milk, eggs, and butter.  You know-everything you need to make French Toast for a week.  That must be what everyone makes when trapped in their homes after the threat of an ice storm.  That isn't a joke either, the weathermen are literally worried about an ice storm (we could get up to a whole 1/4 inch of ice, wooooah).  I should dig out the ice storm picture from Maine in '98 when we were out of school for almost a month.  That's an ice storm!

Anyway, my friend Kelly's son, Luke turned the big ONE today.  He was supposed to have his birthday party but a lot of her family and friends would have to drive a good distance to get there (and they are coming from Winston-Salem where they are actually getting a decent amount of snow) so she had to postpone the big celebration.  We took Luke out to dinner at The Mash House instead.  We were not only celebrating his birthday, but his Daddy, Cliff's, Birthday too! (Happy 35th Cliff!

Once Luke realized our get together was for him (and his Daddy!), he was very excited! 

Julian was a monster baby for the majority of the evening.  He tried to climb over the back of the booth to get out, he tried to throw himself over the back of the booth, he was hitting me, scratching me, biting my sweater, screaming, crying...you name it, he probably did it.  Our waitress and the manager took turns holding him and walking him around the restaurant.  He must be getting sick of me because he wanted nothing to do with me.  Strangely, it didn't hurt my feelings, he just needed a fresh face and a fresh hug. At the end of the day, I know I am still the favorite (besides Daddy).

This however, was one of his finer moments:

The shot glass was holding the crayons that you color on the tables with. He kept dunking it in my water glass and throwing it back like a shot.  This was his final "shot"-he added the lemon and ice by himself.  I know Andrew spent a lot of quality time with him before he left...but where did the boy learn to take a shot?

Peak: Seeing Kelly, Cliff, and Luke to celebrate Luke and Cliff's birthday!
Pitt: Julian waking up at 5:30 and not going back to sleep, and then being crazy cranky at dinner!

Andre Update: Nothing today.  Hopefully he has finally made it back "home".