The resolution of another whiny post

I wouldn't normally bother to post an update about an already verbose and whiny post about the 'awfulness' of having my MIL offer to babysit, except that we had such a lovely evening. In the end I stomped my foot and my in-laws arrived early to see the baby and our dinner was moved 2 hours later, so that I could bring along TS.

It was worth it. My angelic baby did not cry once in a 3-plus hour meal in a small, candlelight restaurant. She fell asleep on the walk there in her Moby, woke after 2 hours to have a small snack under the table (one benefit of having such, well, um ... large ... curves is that I really can feed her under the table), slept again, woke up and smiled at the people sitting around us who oohed and aahed at our well-behaved baby, and then promptly fell asleep in the Bjorn (worn by JD, he finds it much more 'masculine' than the Moby) on the way home. And of course there was a light snow falling during our five-minute walk home. Quite a perfect evening.