Now that's a good-lookin family

We headed out tonight for Eric's class social. They were celebrating a return to the grindstone, I guess. We got there and all that I could think of was that line from Sweet Home Alabama where she says "You have a baby...in a bar!" We had our baby with us, and it was definitely a bar, and loud. It was a high-class bar, Eric pipes in--there were plenty of men in suits and women in cocktail dresses. But the main activity was certainly drinking! I even got hit on by some older man when I went to check my coat, haha. I told him I needed to get back to my husband. Needless to say, we didn't last too long. It was nice to get all dressed up and get out of the house, though! Amazingly enough, Noah slept the whole time and didn't even cry until we made it back to the car. What a trooper!