What a weird week. I'm doing a lot of chauffeuring and last night, Leon and I waited for Ryan to get off work. We spent some time in the restaurant. He counted all the ducks they have hidden around the place. Well, except for two, but I'm supposed to shut my mouth about that.
We sat at the bar and he almost fell to his death sixteen times from the tall stools. He almost pulled a tall table over but I caught it before any of the sauces could fall off. That's about the time I finally finished my breaded mushrooms and he, his milk.
So I took him outside to play in the castle. How many bars/restaurants do YOU know that have a castle in their parking lot yard? Pretty cool... it had a climbing wall on it and he is a monkey.
BUT it was getting chill and as I was corralling him back to the car, his dad came out of the building. YAY! Let's go home... :)
3 comments:
What a cute post. Sounds like he is doing exactly what a boy his age should do!
Leon is definitely king of the castle!
Leon sounds much like my own son at that age. A handful! lol
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