Went to a fancy (albeit affordable) Australian tea parlour for lunch today. In The Dalles of all places. Delicate tea pots, doilies, flower bud vases… Quite the gamble to bring a half baby, half boy to. He had one pb&j and one vegemite sandwhich. Heart shaped and sans crust- very manly. And when he had a gulp of milk from his sippy cup, I swear he raised his little finger.