Celebration

Dassow Daddy has an exciting new business venture that he is starting, so we went out to dinner to celebrate tonight at a new Italian restaurant in town.  Evelynd got to drink some of my apple juice, try some of the bread, and sit in a big high chair.  She was having fun.

Then we went downtown to exchange some of her clothes where we met an eight-week-old baby girl who had been born with teeth!  I had heard of such a thing, but never seen it before.  Her parents had had two other children who weren't toothy newborns, so this baby also surprised them.  Once we went home, Baby E went to bed at 8:00 p.m. on the dot.

By the end of the night, Ev had pulled her headband off and made it a bow tie.

P.S. Fun season, Red Sox.  We'll miss you Terry Francona -- you were a great manager, you Wildcat, you!