Ah, this photo. This is the photo that involved a bajillion trips up and down the stairs while on the phone with Karl, trying to locate the batteries so I could use my flash (Note to self: don't wait until after dark to take AJ's daily photo). It's the photo that involved bribing the little dude with a chance to wear Auntie Barb's "pretties" (Note to self: little dude's don't like to take pictures when it is past their bedtime). It's the photo that isn't especially flattering to any one of us. AJ isn't looking, I think my eyes are half closed, and I believe I caught Barb mid sentence.
But I love it. I love that we can have these fun nights when our husbands are out of town that involve foods the men we love hate. I love that AJ was full of hugs and high fives for his Auntie Barb. I love that he babbled his way through dinner (even if I did have to tell him to take his feet off the table a million times).
Oh, and in case you were wondering, we made this for dinner. It was delish!