Paul and I have been dreaming of seafood for a while now but waiting for the right opportunity to come up. Our busy anniversary came and went with a lot of wonderful things (and heavenly malts) but it wasn't the right time for a sit-down meal so we saved that for another time. Today was it.
Paul worked a loooooong shift today and came home starving. I, as usual, forgot to eat and hadn't had anything since breakfast when we headed out at 4 o'clock. Mercy, I was hungry! As usual when your tummy overtakes your brain, our conversations kept turning to food which made the wait for our table less endurable than usual. Hannah, however, was happy looking at the lobsters behind the glass and making friends with the man who sat beside me. I was shocked to find out that this youngish looking father was also a GRANDFATHER and a GREAT-GRANDFATHER!! I wanted to know his secret... He was really playful with Hannah and she loved the attention. Around the time that Paul told me his stomach was eating itself (as was mine...) our table was finally called.
Our cute waitress (five months pregnant though you really couldn't tell) seated us right next to a huge aquarium. That was very helpful for Hannah although she seemed more interested with the plastic fish on either side. It was funny watching her go crazy for those. I, however, really liked watching the beautiful bright blue fish as they swam back and forth. Fish have such a calming effect and are very soothing to watch. I think Red Lobster has created a great atmosphere and was impressed again with their decor. What a fun place.
Hannah was ready for a nap (this week was Education Week at BYU, so our routine is completely off) but as we were thinking with our stomachs when we left, we thought this would be a quick trip. Right. Saturday night at a popular restaurant = long wait. long wait. long wait. Really though, it wasn't that bad. It wasn't until our food came that she really started getting antsy. We kept her happy with french fries and soda crackers until I finally slipped out the the car to feed her. This baby really loves to nurse. But she was mostly tired and that wasn't the fix. So we asked for boxes and got ready to go. I was able to clean off the coconut shrimp & pina colada sauce that Paul couldn't finish (yes, I totally out-ate my husband) and still ordered dessert to go. I couldn't get over how heavenly the shrimp was. Mmmmm. I can still taste it. And that, was eating out with a busy 9-month old baby. Not easy, not bad, entertaining and exhausting, but so fun. I love being a mama. And I love that being a mama can still include dates with a hot guy & yummy seafood.
Happy Weekend!!!
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