Zupas: Mushroom Soup

I dont know how many of you have been to zupas, but those who have, I'm sure, know how good their soups are. Its one of Jacques favorite places to eat these days. Very yummy- so we decided to go the other day. I waited at the table with Josie while my wife and her sister went and ordered food. They brought me back a large bowl of mushroom soup: King of all the soups at zupas ( in my opinion ;) ) I still had Josie on my lap, so I made sure to keep her a ways away from the table because lately she loves grabbing things and knocking things around with her flailing little arms. I saw her reaching for the soup and kept her back. After a little chit chat, I wanted to eat some soup, so I leaned in closer to not spill any.... but with me leaning, Josie became within reaching distance of the large bowl, and with a quick swipe, flipped the bowl spinning in the air, landing face down in my lap. Josie's whole fist covered, as well as my lap, she wore a large smile on her mischievous little face. She quickly started to suck up the soup off her hand, as content as ever, because she of course got what she wanted. I tried to bite my tongue and not spatter off obscenities as the soup was now all over me, seeping into the fabric of my pants, turning them an ugly olive green color ( Not to mention this stuff was pretty HOT!) Jacque and Martha just sat and laughed.... until they saw me. I guess I had the look of frustration, not to mention I felt like an ape. Nobody likes causing a scene in a public place, not to mention zupas seams to always be crowded. I could tell the lady at the table next to use was holding back a chuckle. I myself found it funny. It was funny- it was hilarious, especially how she was acting afterwards, with her fist and face covered in the soup, her making slurping noises, licking the soup up as if it was a dripping Popsicle, as happy as ever. I handed her off, and whipped up as much of the mess as I possibly could. A nice lady came over and mopped up the floor, and I tried to be patient while Jacque and Martha finished eating. I of course, lost my food, and appetite in the whole event. The whole drive home was filled with the overwhelming aroma of mushrooms. It was freezing cold outside, but I insisted we have the windows cracked open. I love my little girl, and she sure makes our lives more interesting. This was a lesson learned the hard way, and it always makes me smile to remember.