Thanks to Amy we have a few pictures to share. More to come once our computer works again. So...
One night over the holiday we decided to eat at Bajio. Everything was fine until we sat down. Lennon did NOT want the high chair. He did NOT want Dad's lap. Did NOT want my food, Tod's food, his bottle, candy, clowns, dancers, money, fame, fortune...we offered it all.
How do I know he didn't want any of it? He was scccccccccreeeeeeeeeeaaming. In Bajio.
Tod believes we should let our child scream. Teach him a lesson. Toughen him up. Don't give in. I say, let's not disrupt everyone's dinner. So I throw him over my shoulder (like I never thought I would) and take him outside. Just for a minute. Just to cool off.
Well, he wanted to stay out there. So Uncle Kevin came out to supervise and Lennon stayed out there alright. Lennon ate his entire dinner on the sidewalk outside of Bajio. Like a miniature vagabond minus the fire-lit trash can next to him. Proof: