I guess Monday was a holiday, something about presents day. I thought presents day was back two months ago but anyway, I didn't get any presents.
Mama was home from work and so in the morning we got up and ate breakfast and then daddy said "let's go for a ride in the car!" Well I don't have to tell you that those are some of the, um, seven...no, eight greatest words ever. They mean we're going somewhere fun (usually).
We scrambled around and got everything together. I mean, mama and daddy did. I had my hat and my coat and I was ready to roll. I don't know why it takes them so long to get ready to go anywhere.
We got in the car and drove for a while. I had my toy ducks and my toy guitar and was quite content to watch the scenery the whole way. Then we were there...Multnomah Falls. It was cold and very windy but we had a nice time. I was in my stroller for a few minutes then I wanted to get out and run around. I had to hold mama and daddy's hands when we were walking along the path to the bridge.
It was all very neat, there were lots of waterfalls and the one really big waterfall. They were all very "wow". We walked up to the bridge and looked around, mama took some pictures, and then we walked back down. Daddy had to go potty then so we went to the restaurant place and while he pottied, mama and I waited outside. I danced a little for some old ladies and they liked it a lot.
Then we all went inside the restaurant. By the way, we had to go up to the restaurant in an elevator and I was OK with it! I didn't freak out this time. It was actually fun and I wanted to play in it some more but it was time to go get a table.
We were in time to order breakfast and daddy ordered some ham and eggs, mama ordered some french toast, and I got some blueberry pancakes! They were the best thing I've ever eaten in my life. No offense mama. But dang, these were good! Mama put a little butter on them and then cut them up for me. I was shoving them into my mouth as fast as I could. Mama and daddy made me drink a little milk now and then to slow me down but then I was back to the pancakes...there was a point where I had both hands going from the plate to my mouth.
Aaaahhh, that's all I can think about now. Mama, how about some blueberry pancakes this next weekend? Mmmm....blueberry pancakes....
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