Tre and I went to dinner with his parents while they were visiting from Des Moines. Anakin was very good, even though people were loud! We thought if we went a little later, the crowd would die down. But, now that we have a baby, late is like eight o'clock!
I don't think I can eat fettechini alfredo anymore. Anakin's been kind of sick and extra fussy lately. I think that the food there made him that way. Poor baby.
I've been singing to him a lot lately, he seems to like that. He likes Britney Spears and Lana Del Rey the best. He has his mom's taste in music. Tre doesn't like Lana, he thinks all her songs sound the same. What a maroon.
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