2. There are napkin dispensers strategically placed every 6 inches around the perimeter of the food court, for when Ava spills her entire smoothie within 5 minutes of me placing it on the table.
3. No one gives me dirty looks for having my 3 year old babysit my 7 month old while I get food.
4. The sound of the cart guy drowns out Ava singing, "Ian is a dinosaur from our gimajibation!" (to the tune of Barney is a dinosaur from our imagination) at the top of her lungs, 1,000 times in a row.
5. No one looks at us like we're weird when Ava re-enacts the forest scene from Snow White with the pigeons trying to steal our food.
Someday I will be able to eat a meal without enduring sympathetic glances from the other people around me. Until then, I'll be the girl at the Costco food court with the dark sunglasses and a carton of baby wipes.
No shame. I'm thinking about a piece of everything pizza right now, where I peel off the pepperoni and olives.
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