wonders of the modern age

IKEA's café's ceiling. It's that exciting. Never mind that we could see the bargain corner from our seat, or that there was the remains of a slice of chocolate cake on my plate (though he doesn't know about cakes yet. Nor bargains, for that matter).

Despite having clearly been dropped onto a snow-covered car park a few minutes earlier we successfully returned a couple of the things we over-purchased on a previous visit. I think we forgot to get a TORVALD giant cuddly broccoli for this one to go with his brother's carrot, but got one on the next visit.