
In the evening we spread out a towel and fed Cooper his rice cereal - it was wonderfully messy. There was only a shower in the room, so we decided to give him a quick bath in the sink. It took all four of our hands moving as fast as possible to keep him from sliding all over the place and turning those faucets on. It also quickly dawned on us that when Cooper went to bed our day was done. Obviously, the lights had to be out and the noise had to be minimal. We debated about flushing the toilet. There was a lot of gesturing and near-silent whispering. Cooper slept relatively well considering the circumstances.
Sunday we enjoyed a wonderful service at Winds of Pentecost church followed by some yummy BBQ eaten in our hotel room. I love eating restaurant food in hotels. (I also love going through the drive-thru and eating the food in my car in the parking lot, but that's another story.) The evening was quiet with a repeat performance on Cooper's sink bath. It wasn't any easier the second time around. There was more whispering and gesturing.
Monday morning we planned to go to the Botanical Gardens but needed some breakfast before heading out. There was a St. Louis Bread Company Community Cafe just a couple blocks from where we were staying, so we strolled through streets busy with people in suits to get a bite to eat. This Bread Co was unlike any other I had been to. There were signs inside declaring that it was a "community" store. When the cashier rang up our order, he told us the "suggested" price. Apparently, you don't have to pay if you don't have the money. There are clear boxes in various places around the store where you put your cash. The cashier is only there to handle credit cards. There was a table by the door full of day-old loaves of bread and bagels. You could take what you wanted and leave a donation if you could. The store even had a different feel...it felt like a community. The workers were unbelievably nice - they helped us carry our food to the table when they saw we were balancing a stroller and a baby. People came by and talked to Cooper. The workers chatted with us. Someone held the door open for me when I was leaving with the stroller. I left with the feeling that I wanted to do something to help somebody.
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