My parents came over this morning to have brunch with Chel and I. Actually, it was the six of us as Michelle’s parents were in town and we weren’t just going to ditch them. The four of us had breakfast the morning before at Walnut Ave. Cafe, and I didn’t want that a second day in a row. My mom was apprehensive about going to someplace new, so I figured ‘you can’t please them all’ and went out on a limb and chose Brazil Cafe, a favorite of Mike and Kim’s. I really wasn’t sure my folks would like it as my mom poopooed Rosie McCann’s. It turned out my mom liked it… w00t! Now there are two places in SC where my mom will eat breakkers.
The day actually turned out to be quite nice. My parents came back to our place and the six of us, my parents, Mike, Kim, Chel and myself, had a really nice chat for a several hours; breaking out the Lemon tart that was overlooked at the party last night really was a nice cap on the afternoon.
Later my mom called me and said she really enjoyed the time we all spent together.