When James Talked to a Waitress

We went out to dinner tonight to get pizza before we went grocery shopping. I was all set to order James a milk, as Chris and I had already ordered our waters, when James looked up at the waitress and very nicely said, "Water, please!"

It was one of the cutest things ever. After the waitress had written down his order he said "Thank you" very quietly and folded his hands in his lap. (Insert melty, mushy mommy noises here.)

Our kid is braver than me! I don't think I ordered my own food until I was like 13, and my 2 year old just ordered water for himself. Wow.