Grilled Cheese + Prune Juice

The Scene:

Lucy and I sat at a beautiful restaurant overlooking the pool at Wynn Las Vegas. We were having lunch, just a few hours after arriving in town. Misters (not men, but sprinklers) were keeping us cool, and the vibe around the pool was perfect.

The Conversation:

Lucy and I talked about how our baby was in great care with my parents, which made it okay to go to Vegas and have some fun. We were excited about the two days ahead, and it was good for us to get away and have some time to ourselves.

The Food:

The waiter (a Mister – man, not a sprinkler) was approaching with our food. Our first meal in Vegas was going to be tasty, and we were so looking forward to it. We were splitting a chopped salad, tomato soup, fries, and a grilled cheese on steroids. Seriously, it was the most impressive grilled cheese sandwich you will ever see. My mouth was watering.

The Phone Call:

My mom called, and I answered. She was going to tell us something cute about our baby right? As I was reaching in for my first bite of the Mark McGuire grilled cheese sandwich, my mom said, “Good news…Babs just had a beautiful poop.” And then she described it in detail.

The Explanation:

My mom was just telling us what we wanted to hear. Babs had been having a little trouble digestively (to be politically correct), and the doctor had prescribed prune juice for her to help that problem. We were concerned, so my mom was just sharing this wonderful turn of events.

The Food, revisited:
The food was still excellent. You just get a tougher skin as a parent, and whether you’re talking about poop, vomit, or drool, grilled cheese is grilled cheese.

Tune in tomorrow for Babs’ and my review on prune juice. With her starting to eat solid foods soon, we are going to taste test everything together. How exciting for you.