Today we celebrated Klara’s 17-month birthday at a really chic restaurant. 

In Bringing up Bebe,  the author admires the idealized French parents whose children can sit through a 5-course meal at an expensive restaurant at the age of 18 months, letting their parents have an adult conversation. Tonight I was all, “Bite it, Druckerman. Our kid is only 17 months, and we are so ahead of you.”

Klara ate my Manhattan seafood chowder and the grilled vegetables with wild rice pilaf from my plate like a serious restaurant goer.

Of course, most of the credit for tonight goes to Klara’s 7-year-old cousin Klubnikis who entertained her throughout the meal.


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