I enjoyed it, and I hope everyone else did, too. We only had one real San Antonian, plus some Austinites and two people here for the same thing I'm here for. I wore stilettos just to uphold my reputation. Everyone in attendance had kids in the 3-4 range, so there was a lot of commiseration about that age. (Quote of the evening from John about his 3 1/2-year-old son: 'His latest thing is, "Dadddyyy!! I don't waaaant choices!!!!" What do I do with that?!') We all agreed that Colleen has the hair other women truly envy, and that Wen's son is far more chill with being the only kid in a restaurant of strange adults than ours might have been.