We told John that he could have anything he wanted for breakfast. Guess what he wanted? ICE CREAM!!! Yes, we walked (he scootered) over to Fiddler's Bistro for a nice birthday breakfast. The waitress jokingly told him that he couldn't have ice cream. He believed her and was a bit worried that she was serious about that. He was quite relieved when the big bowl of vanilla came out. Of course, Nicholas wanted to join in on the fun and kept stealing little spoonfuls of it.
