Went to a movie today (Edge of Heaven). Our first try.
We were 30 minutes late (due to a bout of gas) to meet my friend and her baby but he was asleep by the time we arrived and had a nice nap all the way through loud protest and dance club scenes. The thing that woke him? A woman clearing dishes off the table (now you know why our kitchen is a mess at night). He didn’t cry but was wiggly and cooing loudly. So we sat in the lobby for the last 30 minutes.
The plane ride is going to be hell.