H is for hockey - for Dad at least

Jeff got to go to a hockey game, but since he missed seeing Bay before work, the boys and I met him for dinner on his way to the game. Where did we go? Where we always go. Sweet Tomatoes. Bayley was amazing. He sat still, ate his food, used his manners. Awesome kid, that one. Hayd was great too. He only ran away once, a huge improvement for him, and ate four pieces of pizza. But, since Dad left before we were done, and the boys and I did fine alone, they now think I shoudl take them there every day for lunch. I had been saying one mom can't take two boys to a restaurant. But smart little whips that they are, they realized I can.