Most Sundays after church, we can be found at Jimmy Johns. We sit in the same booth, know everyone who works there, and recruit other families to join us for, what has become, a family tradition. And we do pretty well at Jimmy Johns. We get subs and chips, cookies and sodas. They don’t mind that we’re loud, we can’t stay in our seats, we spill drinks. It’s the perfect place for us.
But today the weather was just too pretty. The sun was too shiny. We had to get the Jimmy John’s to go. And to the park we went.
The boys wanted to eat their sandwiches on the rocks, so Lance, Ellie and I shared the picnic table. This park has an amazing climbing area, which Sam is finally brave old enough to really conquer. And then there’s this whole pretend area, where Josh first was a storekeeper, and then a pirate ship driver, and then a cook. He had me sit at a nearby “booth” and order ice cream. It went about like this:
“Mom, order some ice cream.”
“Well, what kind of ice cream do you have?”
“Ummm, we have chocolate. . . and, ummmm, vanilla with M-ies. . . . and special leaf ice cream with lots of celery.”
Obviously I ordered the vanilla with M-ies, my very favorite, as Josh well-knew when he put it on his menu. I promised him that next time I would order the special, particularly if I could pick out the celery.
Click on the picture below to enjoy the photos. They are a little Josh-heavy. Sam never stayed still long enough for a photo, and Ellie and I headed out a little early for a nap. Enjoy!
