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And by the way, guess who went to a real restaurant for a 3-course dinner and whose 11-week-old baby behaved perfectly throughout the outing?

Oh yes.

The waiters looked a bit shell-shocked and kept trying to dispatch us fast  (“I don’t think you’ll be interested in dessert, right?” – with a scared look at the baby) but we held firm. Especially since Klara made not a peep unlike a very fidgety 11 – year-old at another table whose voice still rings in my ears. 

It was really great to dress up, go out, and feel like ourselves.