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Friday, August 6, 2010

Boost Me Up, Baby


Dear Laney,

This evening, we met your dad in town for dinner at the Mexican restaurant. While I was in the restroom, your dad decided that you were big enough for a booster chair, and you don't need a high chair anymore. That'll teach ME to tinkle.

Then, the waitress decided you were grown up enough for your own big-girl drink, complete with straw. And then I ordered you your own grilled cheese, on your own plate.

I don't guess I need to tell you how you felt about these developments:




I'm very proud of you, big girl.

Love,
Mom

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