Wheee! Soren is finally bigger than my parents' ginormous cat Hyde!
Soren got to go on the Polar Express, which was just about the coolest thing ever in his book. Check out the look of disbelief when he saw the train coming.
Choo-chooooo!!!!
The train went from Fitgers to the Depot, and then we got out and heard the Polar Express story and got to meet santa. Well, at least stand in the general vicinity of santa. Soren wouldn't even give the poor guy five, let alone make eye contact.
We hopped back on the train and back to Fitgers, where we met the whole gang at grandma and grandpa's favorite haunt, the Brewhouse. Seriously, they're there multiple times a week, every week. Greta is starting to be interested in this whole phenomenon of eating, and stares rather lustily at people when they're eating. She was particularly enamored of grandpa's beer, and on one pass managed to grab it. How awesome are the slightly wonky eyes?
"Hey, who's that foxy lady on the post here?"
Good times had by all, as usual!!
Choo-chooooo!!!!
The train went from Fitgers to the Depot, and then we got out and heard the Polar Express story and got to meet santa. Well, at least stand in the general vicinity of santa. Soren wouldn't even give the poor guy five, let alone make eye contact.
We hopped back on the train and back to Fitgers, where we met the whole gang at grandma and grandpa's favorite haunt, the Brewhouse. Seriously, they're there multiple times a week, every week. Greta is starting to be interested in this whole phenomenon of eating, and stares rather lustily at people when they're eating. She was particularly enamored of grandpa's beer, and on one pass managed to grab it. How awesome are the slightly wonky eyes?
"Hey, who's that foxy lady on the post here?"
Good times had by all, as usual!!
1 comment:
mmmm, Fitgers. The black bean burger is to die for.
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