There was a time where I would meet friends for coffee and we would just sit and talk.  To each other.  Like, a real adult conversation. When Portia was a newborn (and up until she could crawl) those coffee dates were still a possibility, but when the kidlets discover that they can move, move they do.  As they should! Though this now meant that crowded coffee shops with sticky non-fat, no-foam, half-hot, double-sweet, caramel latte on the floor were no longer an option. Gone were the days of coffee dates with friends. Phase "crawl, scoot, flap around on the belly" was a no-coffee-dates-phase. Sigh. Then, we got to a new phase.  The phase we are in right now and that I am loving the most (though my other mama friends and I have decided that we have said that about each and every … [Continue reading...]