November 2

We went to breakfast at Kip's this morning a little later than usual. The place was packed. It's a small hole in the wall diner anyway, but there was a wait 4-8 people deep the whole time we were there. Seated just across the aisle from us this morning was a man and his 12 year old daughter. We were waiting for our breakfast, Liam being pretty patient and looking around enjoying the goings on. He randomly looks at the table across from us, not more than 2 feet away and says (LOUDLY): "That man has no hair, Daddy." When he didn't get a response he repeated: "Daddy, that man has no hair on his head." I think Mark was about to crawl under the table...that or die laughing.