Good afternoon. I had a lovely morning. My mom came over last night and bottle fed Toby at the 3 am feeing, so I slept blissfully from 1 to 6:30, which is twice as long as I usually can. Then we drove up to SeaTac (the town between Seattle and Tacoma, natch) and met my sister and father for our annual October birthday breakfast family gathering. My sister lives in Seattle, my folks live on the other side of the state, and we live in Tacoma, so we gather in a central location each October to celebrate my mom's birthday on the 10th, my sisters on the 22nd, and DH Jed's on the 26th. Toby was supposed to be another added to the list, but the boy evidently wanted a month to himself, so he went with Sept 6th.
We met at our usual diner called the Pancake Chef, where we all had delicious omelets with their signature silver dollar pancakes. Jed had a spinach one, my sister and I had country omelets, and my folks split a crab one. They were all delicious, and we spend an enjoyable time together. I managed to nurse Toby in the wrap without anyone seeing anything they shouldn't, and he was a very contented little guy.
My mom came back and made us an apple pie with apples from our garden, and then she drove home. Jed is now watching football and I am listening to George Hearn and Barbara Cook sing Too Many Mornings on my itunes.
