It was sunny, warm, and pleasant this past Saturday evening in Seattle while Mrs. LIAYF, Lukas and I were out for a stroll through our neighborhood business district.
In fact, it was the kind of Spring evening which convinced many of the local restaurants that it was time to open their windows to the passing world, letting the sounds and smells of their early evening meals drift outward to snare unsuspecting passersby into their deep-fried web of enticing comfort food.
As we passed by our favorite eating establishment we were quickly rendered nearly powerless by the allure it presented. Though we tried our best to resist eating out once again, a large empty table by an open window and a quick check of my watch, which revealed it to be 5:45PM, sealed the deal.
It was still Happy Hour!
Although Lukas was a bit fidgety and didn't want to stay in his chair - preferring to crawl under the table every few moments to search for various items meant to distract him that he had dropped - Mrs. LIAYF and I sipped our $2.50 pints of Manny's pale ale, ate our chicken quesadillas, and enjoyed the ambiance that the atmosphere provided. A little while later, while we chatted about the day, I raised my pint glass to finish off my first beer.
It was then that I felt an unsuspecting jab in my ribcage.
It wasn't overly hard or painful, but it definitely caught my attention. I immediately looked to my left where, on the passing sidewalk, stood a boy perhaps a bit older than Lukas. He had a big smile on his face and an outstretched finger!
Upon seeing this, his mother who had been distracted tending to a younger child, was suddenly struck with a horrified look on her face. She came running over and pulled the boy away. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed as she backed the boy away with an obvious grimace of displeasure on her face.
Mrs. LIAYF and I simply looked at each other for a moment, taking in what had transpired...then began to simultaneously laugh out loud at the situation.
"No, no - it's ok. Really!" I explained to her, still smiling at my wife as I stuck out my thumb and pointed it towards a still distacted Lukas.
"We completely understand."