He recoiled in fear at the person in the frog outfit at the Rainforest Cafe. He was wary/neutral toward the Bubba Gump Shrimp. The Shark, however, was a real pro, sort of like the Easter Bunny. Anders smiled, laughed, and shook for the big blue shark advertising Underwater World. While other babies might have cowered in fear, Anders extended his hand in friendship to the gentleman shark. It was a touching moment of human-fish fellowship.
Anders buzzed around the Rainforest Cafe, leaving little time for me to talk with Anna's friends Meghan and Rob, visiting from Gallipolis on a ballpark tour of the Midwest. Anders even found himself sitting between a teenage girl and a mother, both of whom he charmed. My son works a room like Bill Clinton. He also met most of the wait staff. He could have been elected mayor of the Rainforest by the end of our visit. Sadly, there was not enough time for Anders to visit a shoe store, but there was time for me to get a novelty necktie of political campaign buttons and placards.
Anders had an exhausting and whirlwind couple of days in Decorah. I will devote a full post in the next day or so to his meeting with my friend Mustang's son, Carlton. I suppose I should consider calling Mustang by his Christian name, Scott, but I gave up the Kung Fu wallet not that long ago so I think I will keep Mustang a little longer. Needless to say, when you put 9 month and 8 month old baby boys together on one floor hilarity ensues!
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