Cranbury

We headed out to Cranbury to visit the cute little Americana town. We drove through the town and decided to park and walk a bit. Out came the gigantic stroller; just can't risk having the kids running free, too dangerous. Well, it might have been a bit of a mistake. Cranbury is an old town with old buildings. Old buildings with no ramps and narrow passageways. We were quite the sight as we hauled the stupid stroller up the stairs and through the doors. We ended up leaving the stroller and having the kids walk through the used book store. What a store it was! Hundreds and hundreds of used books. When Jameson walked in he commented that it smelled like *&%%$#'s house (name hidden to protect those who are unaware of their musty smelling home). Quite funny. Allison was on the hunt for a specific book, I was on the hunt for a way to keep the kids out of trouble. We headed to the rather dinky kids section. Pathetic kids section actually, so tiny! Jameson needed to go pee. Lovely. We headed to the disgustingly dirty bathroom. I tried to turn a blind eye to the filth but it was difficult. I dreaded having to lift the seat, who knows what hides beneath....yuck! I tried to convince Jameson that he didn't need to lift the seat but old habits die hard. Holding back the gags, I encouraged him to finish quickly. Even the sink was dirty. Is their a point in washing hands in a dirty sink, does it do any good? We did it anyway, hoping for the best.
Allison found her book and away we went. She also bought the boys a book about a snow plow, reminiscent of her childhood. No wonder she's their favourite honorary auntie.
Since New Jersey is the unofficial diner capital of the States (I bet no one else knows that fact besides myself and the author of the book I read it in), we decided to head to the Americana Diner. What a huge place with yummy food. I have to admit that Bubi's still has a better Greek burger but this was still tasty.
Headed home for nap time. Gotta love nap time. :)