Adam didn't get a baby-sitter, so we all went out to dinner together at the Cheesecake Factory. As we discovered, the Cheesecake Factory is certifiably insane on Valentine's Day, so the wait time was substantial. However, as Adam and the little boys stood in line to put our name down for a table, a woman approached and handed him a pager.
We have to go, so you're now Johnson, party of six.
We, of course, appreciated the gesture because it cut our wait time by more than an hour. But we also appreciated it because we were able to be a party of six once again.
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Right there below Adam's arm is Logan's little plate and napkin. At his seat.
It was invaluable to us to have a place for him at our table --in the middle of an insanely busy restaurant, no less-- on this day that's designed to celebrate love.
Unexpected blessings rock.
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