lunch with geese

Last time Lauren and I met up, we had such a good time that we promised we would do it again soon, and guess what?  We did.  We went to Liberty Park where the geese got so close to us they almost ate the lunch off our laps, and where, for the first time in 6 months, Lincoln nursed in public without a hitch.  I realize that might seem like an odd highlight, but since baby boy has GER ("reflux"), our nursing experience has been tough and somewhat aggravating.  L used to arch his back and scream every time I tried to feed him; even after we understood and medicated the problem, he only wanted to eat laying down, so for 6 months I've laid down every.single.time. baby boy has been hungry.  So yep.  I'm pretty excited about our new, upright position at mealtime (and my hair will greatly appreciate it, too).