Yesterday, was a crazy day… I know. We all found out that my sister , Elizabeth Sutherland, turned 15. It is extremely shocking because I remember her as a baby and now she is a teenager. Above is a picture of her squashing my head… she is very strong!
Because of this news I have reached 950 twitter followers and I am only 50 followers away from my goal. At which point, I will share my favorite pictures from my LA trip and stop asking for followers. For real.
I know you are expecting some earth shattering opinions on yesterday and I will not leave you unsatisfied. But I am warning you that this is a long post but at the heart of it is a about just a simple baby with a dream…A dream to eat fried chicken and waffles and not just any chicken and waffles but ROSCOE’S chicken and waffles.One of the first things we did in LA was go to Roscoe’s. It is The Husband Aaron and mine favorite place in LA and we wish they would open a store in NY. The picture above has no relevance except that I think my rack looks hot and since I am a new mom who is usually covered in poop, pee, and puke I need to post pics of me looking hot. Look at Princess A giving me the stink eye though!We literally dinned like a president because President Obama has eaten at Roscoe’s!The Husband Aaron and I were so excited to order!Uncle J showed Princess A the menu but we were like, “Stop she is a BABY she can’t eat chicken and waffles!”We didn’t order anything for Princess A but when the food came she tried to steal my fried chicken.Princess A started to cry because we wouldn’t share our food with her. She was like, “What? I flew all the way to LA and you aren’t going to give me even a little bit of Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles?!?!?!?!”Uncle J and Aunt Sheila didn’t want to get involved but felt very bad for Princess A.So we caved and gave her some chicken and waffles. She was so happy she couldn’t stop shaking her sippy cup!She enjoyed herself but made a bit of a mess.“And you thought I couldn’t handle chicken and waffles… think again Mom and Dad! Watch me dominate the fried chicken and waffles!”We admitted to Princes A that we were wrong and she forgave us.Until she got mad at us for making her wear a bib!I mean who needs a bib when you have a tutu to catch your food!
So here’s my opinion on yesterday. If a baby wants chicken and waffles give them chicken and waffles. If they don’t want to wear a bib while eating said chicken and waffles don’t make them wear a bib. Oh and Happy Birthday to my sister Elizabeth!!!!!