So I totally took the baby to the bar with me tonight.
Right after I picked him up from the sitter's, I get a text from a lawyer friend that says, "We're at Bdubs, you should come." I didn't know who "we" was, but I'm always up for getting out of the house. I told him I had the baby, but he told me to come anyway. So, I did.
When I got there, I found out that the "we" wasn't the Friday sushi lunch group of a few lawyers and other random people I don't have to worry about impressing professionally, as I thought it would be. No, it was actually an impromptu get together of a decent number of local bar members. And I showed up with my baby. Awesome.
Luckily for me, everyone was thoroughly charmed by the little guy. Two of my friends were even trying to share their beers with him. Wasn't that sweet?
Despite that, I still couldn't help feeling just a little bit trashy as I waded my way through a sea of staring college kids on my way out the door. Gotta love adventures in mommyhood.