Because we can't be in the kitchen, off we went (yes, I drove!) to the diner for breakfast of "pancakes and sausage." It was unusually crowded, and we had to wait for a booth. Jonathan charmed all his lady-friends, as ususal. But, since it was so full, we missed our first 'date.' Sir Topham Hatt (STH), of Thomas the Train fame, arrived at our little train station this morning, in the pouring rain. Instead, we met up with him at the local library for story hour. Jonathan actually got STH's attention when he walked in because he was in a very serious (non-smiley) state. Then, STH pointed both of us out later on because they are both baldies (and something about me being his lovely sister! ha), and J2 wasn't quite sure what to make of the attention. They raffled off some chachkies, and then I tried to get a photo of the two. Jonathan was having none of it. He was fine with STH at a distance, but not close up. As we left, he did keep asking "where's Sir Topham Hatt?" or something pretty close. The adults (read: nannies) were awful, though; it was very hard to hear STH at all over all the chatter. Poor man was pretty frustrated/disappointed, but a good sport nonetheless.
We're going to the mall in a bit to get some lunch, and I need some new jeans.
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