After, no nap on the trip up to Minneapolis and a full day at the Children's Museum, we still tried to push bedtime back to soak up some pasta and live jazz at the Loring Pasta Bar. Little did we know that the push back would include a 45 minute wait for a table and another 45 minute wait for food. By the time we actually got our food, it was an hour PAST Caleb's bedtime and a good three hours past his normal dinner time. Our saving grace? My little boy's adoration of anything and everything music. Caleb played the piano in their back hallway, he traded waves with the saxophonist, he gawked at his first sight of a bass violin, he played drums on his salad plate, he danced around the table and made friends with fellow diners. Although perhaps not for the waitstaff, he was clearly the entertainment "du soir" for Ann, Darcie and myself.
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