Well, I just got back from brunch at LilZ’s school. It was the most awesome thing I’ve ever seen. They had a hostess who seated us at a table with real linens and dishes. They had servers and centerpieces. We ate fruit, muffins, and breakfast casserole and it was all wonderful. The kids were serving and there were about 4 kids per adult there, so we had someone at our table ever 33.2 seconds asking if we needed anything. I felt so bad constantly saying, “I’m fine!” that I finally just started letting them continually refill my Sweet Tea. Which means I’m not going into some sort of insulin shock. Save me.
LilZ was so adorable the whole time – and it finally occurred to me how tall he really is. I mean, I know he’s tall compared to me, but who isn’t? But – he’s tall compared to most of the boys in his class. Not the tallest, but definitely in the top tier, that’s for sure. He did a great job serving and he didn’t seem too embarrassed by his goofy family. We all had fun. I was completely impressed. I just wish I had been able to say “no” to the adorable wait staff. Then I wouldn’t feel my kidneys crying in agony currently.