Yesterday I attended Jenny's baby's "baptimes" (Noahspeak) yesterday in Chicago. I decided to take just Noah with me, "like a date!"
We stopped by Starbucks on the way, he loves a vanilla bean frappuccino. And I, an iced latte. We listened to Elvis, I told him about today being the anniversary of his death. (It was a day always remembered when I was growing up.)
He kept track of the time on his watch, and reminded me when we needed to feed the meter. He showed me he knows how to spin a quarter.
And when it was time for cake, I made sure he got a really big piece.