A Wedding Anniversary Celebration

Yesterday it was our 6th Wedding Anniversary.  [Wow.  I can't believe it has been this long already: it still feels like we got married only yesterday!]  Our friend Sean celebrated it with us, and took us out to a late lunch in Old Town Alexandria.  We went to the wonderful Union Street Public House, which is a yummy, cozy restaurant we love.

We had a great time, especially Abigail: she tried some of my Filet Mignon, and she simply loved it! In fact, she attempted to get some off my plate while I wasn't looking.  I also gave her a little piece of tomato, and she ate it, but was a little confused about the tiny leaf of lettuce: she spit it out. She got into everyone's plate, except for Sean's, which was out of her reach (but she was eyeing it). She was unhappy that she did not get to taste the oysters, but as much as I love to expose her to new foods, there are limits! As usual, Abigail made some friends: a nice pair sitting next to our table befriended the little bugger, and she showed off her ability to wave hello/goodbye, and talked with them several times.  It was funny how she pointed at everything and everyone, uttering who knows what.

We got stuck inside the restaurant longer than we anticipated due to a couple of decisively heavy showers, and while Sean and Christopher boldly and fearlessly confronted the elements to go get the car (which was not parked anywhere close-by), the older gentleman at the adjoining table came over to sit with Abigail and I. He played and talked with Abbie for a while, which I thought was very sweet.  She showed off her new teeth smiling big, and uttered a few, deep thoughts and he replied to her, so they kept it up.  A very kind waiter also came over and engaged the little chatter-box in another conversation.  Thankfully, he was not put off by Abbie's spilling some of my water on the table (she, by the way, thought that was hilarious). When the guys finally came back, we wanted to go around Old Town for a while, take Abbie to the pier to satisfy her intense love for water, but the only water she got to see was the splatter from the rain on the windshield of the Murano.  Even so, she was as happy as a clam.

This was one of the best Wedding Anniversaries ever: we not only celebrated with a dear friend before his final departure from Virginia (the one sad note of the day), but, especially, it was the first one we shared with our itty bitty Abbie. She, of course, had no idea how special the day was for us, nor that she made it even better with her smiles and bubbly personality. This truly was a day to remember: on a scale from one to ten, it was definitely an eleven.