I have decided that even though it is a huge pain in the rear and not to mention extremely stressful to take the girls out, to see the looks of delight on their little faces when we are on an outing makes it all totally worth it.
This evening was one of those times. A fellow graduate of mine from Westminster (a local private high school in Atlanta) has started a new bar/restaurant called Ladybird. The restaurant overlooks the Atlanta Beltline, which was hosting a lantern parade. We figured we would kill two birds with one stone (sorry, I never realized what a brutal metaphor that was) and check out the new restaurant and watch the parade. The place was packed, but was humming right along quite efficiently. We had to send poor Uncle Thomas (my brother in law) to the crowded bar with two sippy cups in hand to request that they be filled with water. The barman very kindly complied and Ruthie and Rosie were much obliged.