Piccadilly Circus

Tonight we went out for a good "homecooked" meal...yes, out. I've realized over the last week that, while food is more appealing to me now (than in the previous few weeks of the first trimester:), this is not so true of food that I've prepared. So Trey graciously took us all out to a place we were reintroduced to when his parents came to town...that staple of families everywhere: Piccadilly (Texans, think Luby's). I don't even remember my last visit there until a few weekends ago when a set of smart grandparents suggested it as a possibility for a rainy day lunch, but it was an immediate hit with the girls, so we decided to go back tonight, which happened to be Kid's Night. Who knew it was the hottest spot in town (at least for the under 10 crowd and those responsible for feeding them!)? We navigated the line with ease, since the girls were fascinated with the balloons tied to the backs of their rolling high chairs, with AG repeatedly reminding us that she wanted a corn dog. I really don't think she knew what a corn dog was, but she knew she wanted one. And of course she loved it, and the blue jello (another first!). LL happily gobbled up everything I put on her tray, then decided she was "done" and started making rounds to neighboring tables of friendly-looking older couples who appreciated her sociability and commented about their own grandchildren. We all came home happy and chased balloons around the family room til baths and bedtime called. It's such fun to see how much joy simple things like a helium balloon or jello bring to a toddler...not to mention how much good a night out of the kitchen does for a mommy every now and then!