
We met up with the guys for lunch, then hung out in the hotel room, watching some quality children's programmin on public telelvision and trying to let Noah nap. Then at about three pm, Madeleine pushes the stroller over to the bed I'm lying on with Noah and says, "Let's get some ice cream. Mmm-hmm. Yeah. Ice cream.", nodding the entire time like she does when she wants something and is convicing you that you want it too. We thought that sounded like a good idea, and since Noah wasn't sleeping, we packed up and went back over to the Shrine restaurant for a snack. After we were seated, the waitress came over. As soon as she got to our table, before she could say anything, Madeleine stuck her finger in the air, as you do to indicate you are ordering and said, "Ice cream!"



























