The breakfast buffet in the hotel this morning was the trickiest time I've had thus far. He was a little afraid of all the sounds and all the people, and was griping onto me tightly. I had to carry him as I gathered the food, making 4 trips back and forth. He would not sit in the high chair, so I let him sit on my lap. I had forgotten (how could I forget?!) how little ones spastically grab at hot cups of coffee and breakable china while sitting at a restaurant. So, I wasn't able to eat much, but Christopher sure loved his steamed bun!
I am exhausted again, and off to bed.