Drooling on the bar!

Tonight one of husband's office friends had a birthday party so we packed up LM and headed to the bar! Yes, we are those people who take their baby to the bar. It's not like we take her to the bar to just hang out or anything. She has been to a total of 3 bars in the 6 months that has been her life and they were all for some kind of event. Generally she is a big hit with the drunken co-eds/yuppies here in NYC and she loves the attention and hams it up! Near the end of the evening I accidentally knocked over someones beer (maybe I shouldn't have had that 10th shot of jagermeister!!). He seemed totally freaked out when I offered him one of our many burp cloths to wipe off his shoes with....dude, we wipe up puke with this. A little beer isn't gonna make much of a difference.

So I asked myself, how can I be even more offensive to those with fragile sensibilities that to have my baby in the bar? I know, I will breast feed my baby in the bar....without a blanket! OMG! No she didn't....oh yes I did! HA! Take that!

Sometime I wait for someone to say something snotty to me....like tell me I should do that in the bathroom (Do you feed your kids in the bathroom?) just so I can rip their heart out of their chest and feed it to my baby....a little too angry? Maybe.

But, no one said anything so LM had to do with just breast milk....maybe she can have heart tomorrow.