When Dexter was first born he would sleep around the clock, especially if we put him in his carseat or stroller. Dinners out were a breeze – we just made sure he was snuggled in and voi-la … evening out just like the pre-baby days.
That was a short-lived phase. Now our dinners out with Dex include a quick clearing of the table before a juggling act of eating/trying to keep the steak knife out of his mouth.
I try to avoid ordering anything that would require a steak knife. One handed eating – fish, pasta, a sandwich – whatever can easily be waved out of his ever-reaching hands.
And then, just the other day, he fell asleep while we were out. It was a little unexpected, but very welcomed. And it made me a tad nostalgic for those itty-bitty Dexter days.