At Paty's with Jess.On the Max side - "Don't mind me, I'll maybe nap, and occasionally call out if I need a little attention. Enjoy your food and conversation."
On the Maddie side - "OMG, these fries are burning me to the bone! Why would you give me crayons; they belong on the floor with the silverware! Here's some ketchup for your hair! And you know what - I hate decaf! There - now it's all over the table! OW!"
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Wow Maddie! I remember when your dad,about your age, reached over the seat of the breakfast booth we were seated in and, much to the astonishment of the people sitting there calmly eating their omelets, upset their pitcher of cream onto their table. It all took about a second. Inherited breakfast behavior?
Best. Brunch. Ever.
Maddie, your mom was just a little angel in restaurants. People would come up and say how well-behaved she was (yes, that is true!). Athough she did have an inordinate fondness for french fries, which she called "fre'fri!", with enthusiasm. Favorite vegetable, favorite words for several months. Maybe this is an example of the biological theory of Alternation of Generations.
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