Crackers

Pretty much anytime you ask Lincoln what he wants crackers is the answer. Today we had some while we waited for a lunch date with Aunty G who had taken a wrong turn then had to circle the mall carpark for an eternity because it's school holidays and the place was crazy.
Lincoln got a new toy today. It's quite possibly the first time we've ever taken him to a shop and let him choose something on the spot which I feel quite proud of since he's nearly two (I don't want him thinking that when we go to the shops he always gets something). We got him a talking diesel (from Thomas the tank engine). He took it to the counter, handed it to the Lady, handed over the cash and even told her that yes he does have a farmers club card (when she asked me).