Yesterday we had some friends of ours visit from South Lake Tahoe. They were down in the area and we invited them to stay overnight with us before they had to head back up the hill. Reagan was ecstatic about this because she loves having overnight visitors. She gets to show off all her cool stuff and usually stay up later when she has visitors. Kristen and Phil walked in the door and came bearing gifts which made Reagan even more excited to see her friends! A puzzle and a big coloring book, what more could a girl want?
After a late night catching up, drinking beer and wine and hanging out in the hot tub (you know the grown up things we parents get to do after the chitlins have gone off to bed) a big greasy breakfast was in order for the morning. We took them to our favorite hole in the wall breakfast spot where the decor is so eclectic and the place is so dark you would think it’s more like a dive bar then a restaurant. Needless to say the food is delicious and the prices are fantastic for the amount of food that you get.
We all ordered our breakfast (Brian and I ordered the usual ~ him banana pancakes, me chili cheese omelette) and sat back and waited for the food to come. Reagan was running around hanging out in Kristen’s lap and talking up a storm about nothing in particular. Our food came and we all dove in. Reagan was having a blast eating, watching everyone else eat, trying to attack Kristen’s plate, attacking Phil’s plate. You name it…she was all over the place!
Phil ordered, I don’t even know what it was called, a chicken fried steak on top of eggs on top of a waffle smothered in gravy. Gross right? Seriously…who orders that? And what was worse…I saw him do it! He put syrup on top!?! Phil asked his fiance who was holding Reagan at the time if she wanted a bite of his meal. “Um, no..that’s a boy’s breakfast,” Kristen replied with a smiling sneer. Reagan started busting up laughing like she understood what had just happened.
“Boy’s breakfast,” Reagan chuckled. We all looked at each other and started laughing.
“That’s a boy’s breakfast,” she repeated again and once again we all laughed. Of course Reagan loved the attention she was getting so she kept at it. It was endearing watching an almost two year old show off at the table and revel in having everyone respond to her. As she gets older and becomes more aware of the meaning of her sayings it will be fun to see what this precocious toddler of mine comes up with next. She loves to show off!