Ivan likes it

Ivan experienced a very social weekend this past. On Friday we brought him to an adult birthday party where he smiled at all the pretty ladies, sat comfortably in the crook of the couch, and eventually slept while propped in Daddy’s arms until the drunkards began to get loud. He didn’t fuss to speak of and he was out with us for three hours. Keeping on the roll, decided to go to our favourite diner on Saturday morning and he behaved quite well, there was a little kafuffle a couple hours into our excursion and then we realized he hadn’t eaten in three and a half hours. Usually he is fed every two hours or so. Understandably he had a few sounds to throw our way but nothing like an all out meltdown. Sunday we ate brunch on a patio, our former watering hole before he landed on our laps, and he simply sat in his car seat on the table and stared at us peacefully while we ate our enormous burgers and shared a beer. To us this was a major milestone because we were always reluctant to take him out of his environment for fear that it would upset him greatly. Little did we know that people love babies and are extremely accommodating to a family with a real young one. Hurrah! Montreal here we come!