Another tale from dinner last night: While I was chatting on the bench waiting for our name to be called, S was walking M up and down the aisle. He was being friendly with a little girl, who appeared to be about four, who was also waiting for a table. When our name was called, S told M to “go tell Mama our table is ready”.
The little girl turned to S and said, “I thought you were his mama.”
“I am,” she replied. “He has two mamas. Isn’t that cool!!???”
The little girl’s mother turned to S, “She has never met anyone like that before.”
Well lady, there is a first time for everything. Welcome to 2013. The weather is fine.