Diner Surprise

This morning, as a treat, my son and I went to the diner to eat breakfast.  He behaved like a perfect little gentleman, sitting quietly in the booth and coloring while we waited for our order of silver dollar pancakes.  On our way out, he even charmed his way into a lollipop from the hostess when we paid our bill.  I was very proud of him. 

When we got home, as I was getting him undressed and thanking him for being so awesome, I found a fork from the diner in his jacket pocket.  Why did he take the fork?  I'm not sure.  But I hope you understand why I'll be frisking him whenever we leave restaurants.

Studying the menu

Keeping busy

Pancakes + Apple Juice = Happy Toddler

Plotting his caper