Our nanny had the day off last Monday and I stayed home with Ellie for the day. We didn’t get up to much, playing on the floor, eating, napping, and then a trip by car to the grocery store, followed by lunch at a nearby restaurant.
Ellie has proven so far to be a very calm child. She’s nine months old, and was able to sit in a high chair at the restaurant for a good forty minutes. She didn’t sling anything, break anything, trash anything, scream, cry, crap, or pee, and she helped herself to all of my food without complaint.
What’s more, if only I had been single, think of the uses to which she could have been put! I swear, the eyes of every attractive woman in the joint were on us. Yes, they were smiling at my child, and yes, I was wearing a wedding band, but still—the title of this post is “should” use my daughter to pick up chicks, not “did.” I didn’t. But I could have. And she would have made it SO easy.