Cajun Festival

Well, tonight was the Cajun Festival at Town Point Park in downtown Norfolk. Melissa and I have been terrible about getting out and going to events while here in Norfolk, not because we don't like them or because we're scared to get Ella out, but generally just because of apathy. But, with Amanda out of town and Brett here by himself this weekend, ole' Brettie managed to drag us away from our normal Saturday evening of moping to a relatively uncrowded evening of fried crawfish and beignets. Melissa, of course, had her typical Louisiana fare: red beans and rice, woofing down most of the rice and red beans and systematically shoving all the spicy sausage into my mouth. At least we got our money's worth...and a little heartburn. Here's me with a mouthful of beignet...

I'm obviously also wearing a Baby Bjorn with my daughter in it. I know, I know, it just screams of masculinity. What might not be so obvious is that my daughter is asleep. That's right - she actually fell asleep while I was walking around with her strapped to my man-girdle. Not even the blaring music or the shower of powdered sugar from my beignet stirred her from her slumber. She's truly her mother's daughter - nothing interferes with naptime.

For the record, she's also like her dad - if you look closely enough you'll see the sleep-induced drool on the girdle right below her mouth...

I hope everyone else is enjoying their weekend as much as we are.

- pac