Charlie went with me on a catering gig yesterday.  Every year my dentist throws a “patients appreciation” party, and I cater it.  My friend and partner Cassady was doing most of the work; Charlie and I just showed up to take in some air (and Margaritas, as it turned out!), enjoy the company, and lend a helping hand.  Charlie sat on the table where we were taking orders, and loved everybody talking to him.  Though there were more requests to hold Charlie than I could accommodate, our good friend Wendy Piccus was there (she is a fellow patient) and took care of most of the baby-holding while I did have to actually work…  Thanks a bunch, Wendy!

The big highlight for Charlie was the “bouncy house”.  He didn’t go in, obviously, but we stood outside looking in through the clear plastic siding.  I am not sure if it was the colors, or the movement, but Charlie was totally enthralled.  He just giggled and grinned for twenty minutes straight.

I feel a little guilty about using Charlie as my catering front-man on account of his cutie-ness, but he had the time of his life, so it was a win-win day!

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