D is still jet lagged so as a result I keep weird hours too. He went for a run at 4am, tried to sleep at 6am, gave up and decided to start the day at 7. I felt I had to keep him company so I too woke at 7am on a Sunday to join him for coffee. Sash woke up soon after and was up and ready to start the day. We decided to take a walk at the nearby Mount Pleasant Cemetery. After the walk we thought of heading home to have some breakfast but Sash, probably suffering from cabin fever, refused to head home so we thought it would be a nice change to head to a diner for a slap up breakfast. We thought we were the only ones out and about until we entered the closest diner we could find on Yonge, about 2 blocks away. It was packed to the brim with people who looked alert enough. Breakfast was cheap too..well, less than $20 for two persons, but we spend that much for 2 coffees and pastries at Starbucks anyway. We had so much fun enjoying the good food and absorbing the buzz in the diner that we have decided that it will be a new family tradition, a nice long Sunday morning walk and breakfast after. After breakfast we thought of heading home as D was about to doze off post coffee, omelette, toast and home fries, but again Sash was not about to be stuck at home. She toddled about round the block for another 20 minutes before she decided that she had had enough. We finally headed home...where she insisted that her daddy Dance with her. I like Sundays..