Revisited The Garden Slug for breakfast because I felt like going there somehow. Coincidentally Facebook reminded me of a photo taken 3 years ago at The Garden Slug. So it would be apt to retake the photo today. :)
The photo reminded me how chubby Evans was and from little baby boy to a young boy who can eat the toast bread on his own. Kids grow up fast.
Missing its breakfast platter though I just had a sinful breakfast set at Wild Honey a few days ago. It was a luxurious breakfast for me, with a platter for 2. There were sausages, grilled tomatoes, scrambled eggs, toasts, mushrooms, bacons, smoked salmon and coffee/tea/hot chocolate.
Evans did not like to go home straight after breakfast so hubby thought we could drop off at a nearby playground which Evans used to love. He still loved to play there. He was so excited seeing the familiar playground.
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| Acting sulky when we had to leave |
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