|The Box seen from the top of Mt. Everest.|
We parked the Box, climbed Mt. Everest (the front steps), and encountered a locked door. Susanne called, "Ian...!" and soon the door was opened by the little tyke. He welcomed us with a big smile.
Soon mommy left for work, and the day began. Ian entertains himself a lot of the time, playing with his toys. He likes to play with his train set. It's amazing that so many kids have rarely seen a train or ridden on one, yet they love the idea of hooking up the cars and moving them around the track. Susanne read some books with him and some Christmas toy catalogs, too. Ian chose a ton of stuff for Santa to bring.
After lunch there was more play, and then everyone zonked out for a nap. At least we grandparents did, although through my sleep I could hear Ian over the child monitor making noises, speaking, and singing when he should have been sleeping.
Marylee arrived home around 5:00 p.m., and soon we headed to the nearby diner for something to eat. A woman in the next booth stopped to say she was surprised there was a little boy in our booth since he was so quiet and well-behaved that she was unaware of him. The minute she left, his second personality (we think there may be more) appeared. "Mr. Whiney" didn't like things much and ended up banging his head on the wall so he could get a free sprinkled-laden cookie.
|Ian wore his backpack to dinner.|
Meemaw and Ian check out the
Christmas catalog that came in the paper.
Ian uses the crane to load his train car.
Ian and Papi watch an action-packed
episode of Thomas the Tank Engine.
Meanwhile, a yard crew is doing some
pruning of the crepe myrtle out front.
The cool, shiny 50s-style diner is just down the road.
Traditional burger for Papi.
A gyro for Meemaw.
A mushroom omelette for Marylee.
And pancakes for Ian.
Mom helped to cut up the pancake.
Mr. Whiney with his consolation cookie.
Tasty desserts were offered but declined.
No cake, either. What willpower!
I want that BIG donut on the roof, but they
just won't sell it!