So we went out to dinner...

It has been a while since we took Rogan out to dinner. Out to a place where we get served. A place where we wait patiently for our food. A place where a waitress takes our dishes and we leave a tip. And now we have reaffirmed why it's been so long. Our energy-pumped, loud, curious 19 month old is not ready. Even with half a diaper bag filled with toys and books for him to sit and play with, SITTING was not on his to-do list last night.

Thankfully, we were at a casual pub/grill. With lots of people having happy hour drinks or eating dinner, and didn't mind a little guy coming up to say hi.

Even when our food showed up, Rogan was not interested. There was just too much else to do!! Should we go look at the large wooden indian? Should we go play the arcade games? Should we run up and down the ramp that the servers walk through? Should we go in and out of the women's restroom? Should we go wash our hands again and play with the water? SO MANY CHOICES. AND WE DID ALL OF THEM.

Whew. It wore both me and Ryan out. Back to take out, at least in the near future. I know that soon this will be a non-issue, and that Rogan will outgrow this and sit with us to eat dinner, but that day is not today.

In closing, these are some of Rogan's new words and skills.

-opening doors (our basement doorknob now has a toddlerproof cover)

Favorite phrases:
"No!"
"Thank you"
"I want to eat"
"I want dat" (this has been a favorite for a while)
"Juice"
"eight, nine, uh" (counting, Rogan style)
"ee, eee, ee, eee" (the alphabet, Rogan style)
"Gabba? Whoa whoa?" (Yo Gabba Gabba and Special Agent Oso)
"yay!!!"
"mommy!"