We dropped Harry off at the groomer. His groomer happens to be two blocks from my all-time favorite Milwaukee restaurant. At night they have the best beer and french fries, so we tried it for breakfast. What could be better than playing I Spy on a great outdoor patio on a fabulous Saturday morning?

Having the eggs show up perfectly poached and the coffee strong, that's how. Deee-licious.

What's even better? Well, according to C-man, it's following it up with going to the farmers market to get a churro...

...and play on the playground.

This afternoon is a birthday party at one of those inflatable toy places where you all you do is jump for 2 straight hours. In other words, 4-year old heaven.
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