Dinner has been an experience with the Grandmas. On our way to Galveston for vacation we decided to make a stop at Crackle Barrell for dinner. Dinner was o.k. but a the beginning of the meal Barbara had her hand on Jill's belly because she has not felt a real kick. She has felt movement but not a full on "Pele."
She was just sitting there in a steady conversation across the table, when all of a sudden Ben kicked a hole in her hand. Her expression was of shock and joy all in one. Her expression caused Angela to jump out of her seat as if it was not fair for her to feel Ben alone.
A few weeks later, Jill and I took my mom to Mi Tierra, a Puerto Rican restaurant here in Arlington. Well, the same thing happened, except mom was giving advice about babies when she got her first "PLAA-COW!!!" She smiled and giggled and we had a great dinner.
