This is the only driving Maxwell did (which was more than I can say!) and the only time Brig could produce milk. We stopped at this
original little cafe along Route 66. The waitress was so 'hometown'
that she took Max right out from underneath us so we could enjoy our
meal. She danced with him around the restaurant... the only problem -
being paranoid first-timers and living in a crazy world and having seen too
many movies - we didn't enjoy our meal until Max was back with us.
Grandma Risa and Grandpa Barry just adored him. Grandpa bamboozled him very softly and Grandma sang to him and
stared at him, saying how many hours a day she could waste doing just that!
I have wasted many hours!
We took a siesta together, now that is a REAL vacation.
1 comment:
Shayla that's soo cute! He looks like he's smiling in his sleep. What a cute little guy you have! Good luck with everything. You better keep in touch and come back soon!
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