A few weekends ago, we drove up to Baltimore to visit Stu, who hadn't yet met Madeleine. We brunched at Woodberry Kitchen, a cavernous space in a renovated mill. I was not disappointed - it lived up to the hype. It was also such a baby-friendly restaurant, which seems like a rarity these days, at least in this country. We then enjoyed a leisurely cup of coffee at Artifact before driving back to the city. M is a fairly happy baby, particularly in the morning, but her temperament and level of patience take a sharp decline as we edge toward early evening. We squeeze in all the roaming around, errands and coffee dates in the mornings and early afternoons. It helps keep me sane.