On the way home from South Carolina, we took a much-needed pit stop at a Denny's outside of Richmond. I brought in Alex's sippy cup and a few toys, and let him sit in a restaurant high chair for the first time while we ate. He looked like such a little man. And Mike and I both marveled that this sitting up, happy baby was ours. It somehow felt more real that we have a baby when said baby was sitting up in a high chair rather than asleep in a carrier.