I greatly enjoy my Saturday "date" with the grandkids. Every once in a while, it gets even better when Mommy or Daddy joins us. Today it was Daddy. He hasn't tagged along in a while, so there were some changes he didn't know about.
Jake greets our waiter by name - "Hi Agrone (?)!" After all, he's seen him 30 or 40 times a year since he was 3. He now gets his own breakfast plate with a pancake, scrambled eggs, and 2 sausages. He doesn't eat his pancake slathered in peanut butter, cut in half, then folded in half, and dipped in a puddle of syrup on his plate. No. He wants it "like Grandma eats it", which means slathered in peanut butter, cut into bite-size pieces, covered with syrup and eaten with a fork. He's a big boy now.
Josh and Jordan still split a breakfast - 1 pancake eaten by hand as described above. Jordan takes all the eggs (plus some of mine), and they each have a sausage. One or the other will usually plunder additional sausage from my plate. That's OK. I don't like sausage, so it's ordered for them anyway.
If everyone cleans their plate, they know they get candy from the machine in the entry. They run to the seats in the lobby and wait patiently while I pay. Jake gets to put the quarter in and turn the dial, but I usually try to catch the candy. One by one, they each hold a coat pocket open for me to drop the candy in, then they can munch it all the way home. Daddy says this ritual is a little strange.
We got to hit Target after breakfast today. Neither of us had much of a shopping list in mind, but the kids had been promised a trip. When we pulled up Joshy said "Yay, we get to eat lunch at Target!" He was disappointed when we pointed out that we had just eaten. Apparently Daddy had promised lunch at Target before realizing that Saturday is Birch Tree day. That boy is an eating machine, and probably would have polished off another meal.
We had a few rounds of hide-and-seek before I headed off to see my friend Sherry. They've become excellent players. They no longer pop out before they're found, though Josh has a habit of hiding in the same place each time. He declared Jordan the "best hider".
The night was topped off at the movies with my son. We hadn't done that in a long time. We saw Blind Side, which was an excellent movie. I'm pretty sure I saw a couple of tears discreetly wiped away at the end, but maybe his eyes were just tired.....
I got an invitation to the Alaska shootout Wednesday night when OU plays Houston. I look forward to another mother/son outing. I've never gone to the game before, so I'm excited. Besides, my son-in-law and my daughter are die-hard OU fans (primarily football), and I'm sure they'll envy the fact that I'll be there.
All in all, a fantastic day. Then I came home to my empty apartment. Played around on the computer, and as I was putting on my jammies, I had an urge to sleep on the couch. I do that once in a while when I know I'm going to have a restless night. There's a problem with that since I quickly realized (duh) I don't have a couch. Maybe I'll work on that tomorrow. After I buy new tires. Hmmmm.....I don't know of any tire stores that sell couches. It will be a busy day.