Mom decided she was hungry for a Denver Omelette. So she took us out for lunch at the Hockinson Cafe. While there we ran into the Eldreds. I hadn't ran into Dave in years, but I run into his wife once in awhile. Kai was with them and he is a young man now. Funny how that happens. Then I saw the Cossmans out and about having lunch. Saw some other familiar faces and talked to a member of the motorcycle club my brother belongs to. Kind of nice to have the home town feel and see people you know when you go out.
On another note.....Poor Connor. He fell off the bench of the picnic table at the playground. Face first. Scraped up his face some more than it already was. And man did it bleed. Carried him home and cleaned him up. He was not a happy camper at all. I think he hated the clean up worse than the fall and scrape. Wonder what they are going to think tomorrow at daycare?
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