Birthday dinner

Back in July when we were visiting my cousin Tate and Grandpa Wise for their birthdays, Uncle Jay and Aunt (Sm)Ellen got me an early birthday present that makes all sorts of great and loud car noises.

For some reason, that toy's been making noises all on its own most of the day today....weird.

Anyhoo.

Mommy and daddy took me out for a birthday dinner at a place called Friendly's. It's right across the street from where I was born and they said they ate there after the doctor's visit that showed I was going to be a dude.

I sat in a high-chair for the first time and mommy ordered me a kid's meal for the first time. All you groupies out there mark it down: Elliott's first meal ordered off a menu was Grilled Cheese and Applesauce.

Before the grub arrived though, daddy and mommy were reflecting on the day of my birth....been there, done that, snooze.....so I started looking around the joint and just down the way was this cute little 8-month old girl.

I caught her eye and flashed my semi-toothy grin and she was captivated, if I may say so myself. Actually, I did just say so myself, so there you have it.

Check it out: her mommy brought her over to meet me, but I played it cool and sat back in my high chair with my foot up.....you can't let 'em know you're interested too quickly, takes all the mystique away.

But then she left and I didn't see her again. Wonder why?

Dinner was good, eating real people food is kinda interesting but what's with all this chewing? It's so tiring opposed to slurping down pureed chicken and vegetables, I don't get it, why do you all work so hard for food???

Whatever. Being a little guy has its advantages, I might hang with that for a while still.

The best part of dinner though was at the end, the friendly folks at Friendly's brought me out 3 balloons and sang me a birthday song! How cool is that?!?!

I hope I have another birthday next week!!!!

Until then, I'm tired, good night!