Red

We went to Red Robin last night for dinner. Up until last night, I was unaware that they had a costumed mascot roaming the restaurant. Then we saw him, Red, at another table giving balloons to a little girl. A waitress asked if we wanted him to come to our table; Bryson hesitated, but I immediately said, "Yes!"

This could go one of two ways ...

Horror or delight?

Amazingly enough, in spite of all the odds, he was delighted at the giant red bird in front of him! (And he was pretty geeked about the balloons, too.)

I think he even asked for more as Red was leaving.

Miss Mollie slept through the whole of it. (She also slept through a trip to the mall ... and then she was awake until almost 1:00 a.m. Oy!)

Ketchup application is serious business.

It was a bit noisy in the restaurant.

He kept hearing people singing "Happy Birthday" and was actually pretty excited about it.

It was a fun-filled trip to Red Robin, that's for sure!