Luncheon Ladies

The lunch ladies are enamored of Connor. Monday, I had to drop off a check for meals at school. Connor gets breakfast there. The, rather dour, lunch lady seemed a bit annoyed at having to stop her conversation to deal with the issue (myself) who had appeared.

Until, I mentioned I was Connors father. Then the sun started shining and summer came full bloom and all was wonderful in the world! Assurance of how delightful it he was, along with the strengths of his personality. "French toast sticks, NO sausage!"

They like the fact he is "up" and happy. He does enjoy his breakfasts..