Happy Canada all! We celebrated by going to a pancake breakfast. So I'm in line with Clararose, carrying two plates and I get to the pancake guy who says, "I'm just waiting on some more pancakes, I only have one left." I said, "Thats fine. You can give that one to the baby here. It'll do her."

Just then the guy arrives witha ton more pancakes, so he gives Clararose one little pancake and then give ME one little pancake. I'm like Nooo. So he sees the look on my face and gives me one more. Naturally Clararose was not happy with her one pancake and ate most of mine as well as her bacon. Plus some of my bacon. And they didn't want anyone asking for 2nds because they had a long line of people waiting tobe served. Understandable but c'mon.

So we give the girls to Grandma (MIL) who was with us and paid for breakfast btw) and head to Westfield Village. Well by 1pm I was so hungry I was going to light the massive giant much too hot wood stove just to make myself some tea, which would have been such a dumb waste to do.

himself shows up and I tell him I'm starving (He's polishing off an apple) He goes off to C. who does the baking in the lunchroom and comes back with a big heart shaped scone, with butter and jam, some spice cake and a cookie. I nearly cried I was so happy lol.

Tonight we thought we'd have sausages. We drove all over trying to buy buns. We are a bunless community. Many many others went to the few open convenience stores and bought all the buns.

We had pizza. Again, Clararose ate most of mine.