In keeping with a new twist on an old tradition (right, Poppy?), we have introduced the Bean to the joys of bellydancing from a very young age. Hey, Eva turned out well, so it seemed logical. And the anniversary of a much-loved restaurant seemed like an ideal opportunity.

Actually, Bean has experienced bellydance before last night, but Mommy doesn't let me take pictures of her doing her prenatal bellydance DVD.
While we were at it, we reinforced a love of lamb, roasted veg and pilaf.

Finally, although Mommy didn't drink much of it, she had a very good time reading our fortunes in the dregs of our coffee cups.

Thanks to Auntie Sarah for taking the pics!
Oooh, Bean, my darlin'... you had such a good dinner! Wish Granna and Pappap could have been there to share... well, at least Granna does! Pappap would have enjoyed the belly dancer, if not the Armenian food! Li'l bean, you have the two greatest Aunties in the world, and the happiest Mommy and Mummy too. You are going to be such a loved, adored baby!
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Belly dancing: the birthing and labor dance! So apropos!
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