I took the train to KC to visit the family. Janet arranged one of her comp'd dinners at Harrah's Steakhouse restaurant. OMG was it good. I had a "small" filet, but Teresa had a piece of prime rib that hung over the edge of her plate. The baked potatoes were so huge, they were served on their own plates. Ashley is looking very relaxed after her recent semester break from nursing school, but she's back at it on the downhill slide to graduation in December.
I think Melissa also looks very relaxed given that she spent half the day packing up to move and the other half in the emergency room with Lincoln.
I think Lincoln was born running. He is the most active little boy (aren't most 2nd kids a bit on the wild side???). It's hard to get a picture of him without some part of it coming out blurry.
When Melissa packed up the shelves in Lincoln's closet, he thought she was installing a new climbing wall for him, because up the shelves he went. Unfortunately, he's still only a year and a half old, so his balance isn't the best, and down he came on (we think) the door handle. Just like his aunt Teresa, he had to get a couple stitches in his chin, but it wasn't an hour later that he was back into jumping off the couch.
I brought Violet a firehouse kit I found at the Dollar Store. She concentrated pretty well at first (I think she's an engineer in training),
but then she lapsed into her goofy stage and thought it was funnier to put the fire stickers on me than on the fire station walls.
At the train station, I'd picked up one of those "Visit KC" brochures, so on Saturday Janet and I decided to quit watching "Judge Judy" reruns and go on an adventure to the City Market. I haven't been to downtown Kansas City in years - not since the mob blew up the River Quay in the 70's. But most of the old warehouse buildings have been turned into loft apartments and condos.
Part of the City Market is open year-round in indoor stalls, but that section didn't open until 10. On Saturdays, vendors set up tents in the parking lot, mostly selling vegetables, flowers, and hand-crafted items. I picked up some tomatoes and corn-on-the-cob (boy were they sweet).
Then we walked up to the Farmhouse restaurant for brunch - one of those farm-to-table type places. Sometimes those restaurants have an organic vibe; I think this one catered to real farmers who burn 5,000 calories a day harvesting crops, because the portions were huge and carbohydrate-dense. Janet had a Monte Cristo style sandwich that was ham and provolone cheese sandwiched between 2 thick slices of brioche bread, topped with a fried egg, and covered in gravy. Needless to say, she took half of it home.
