My weekend
Aug. 6th, 2006 10:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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reannon says I did, whether embarassing the waiter or stabbing Kiddo with my fork over the last tortilla chip.
I met Elizabeth and Kiddo for lunch, with three of my own hellspawn along.
I though we'd have to sendGuido and Nunzio Obi and Jonner in to drag Kiddo out of the men's room so we could eat.
The American Cafe at the mall has a "buy an adult meal, kid eats free." Obi was really hungry so he got a hamburger off the adult menu (1/2 lb!) and ate about 2/3s of it and most of his fries.
The waiter was challenging. He arrived and his cell went off. It was in his pant pocket and he couldn't find it. "Is your penis...ringing?" I gave him my most sincerely puzzled look. "And you can't find it?" (OK, wishful thinking)
He took our entree orders, and since he didn't offer us the spinach con queso dip, I pointed him to the table tent that let us get one free. It was very yummy.
Service was slow. And again, I didn't remind Elizabeth that Pencil and Penis come from the same root word as our waiter groped in every pocket of his apron.
The meal was good and great fun. The kids got a little restless. Then we sugared them up with a S'more sundae. It took 5 of us to kill that one, I can't imagine eating one by myself.
Afterward, we went looking for the playground, only to find that even tiny Dollface was too tall to play. A trip to the Disney store got Kiddo a PotC lunchbox. Then we all piled into the Mommymobile and headed to WalMart
Elizabeth got to see Kamikaze Mom Shopper in action. I yanked three pr of pants in each boy's size, five shirts a package of undies and socks each. Same procedure for Dollface. $200--ack.
I delivered her to her wheels, and headed home, only to find Mudd was still at the mall and we were locked out. Bun's brand new computer died, again, the second one in 3 weeks.
reannon says I did, whether embarassing the waiter or stabbing Kiddo with my fork over the last tortilla chip.I met Elizabeth and Kiddo for lunch, with three of my own hellspawn along.
I though we'd have to send
The American Cafe at the mall has a "buy an adult meal, kid eats free." Obi was really hungry so he got a hamburger off the adult menu (1/2 lb!) and ate about 2/3s of it and most of his fries.
The waiter was challenging. He arrived and his cell went off. It was in his pant pocket and he couldn't find it. "Is your penis...ringing?" I gave him my most sincerely puzzled look. "And you can't find it?" (OK, wishful thinking)
He took our entree orders, and since he didn't offer us the spinach con queso dip, I pointed him to the table tent that let us get one free. It was very yummy.
Service was slow. And again, I didn't remind Elizabeth that Pencil and Penis come from the same root word as our waiter groped in every pocket of his apron.
The meal was good and great fun. The kids got a little restless. Then we sugared them up with a S'more sundae. It took 5 of us to kill that one, I can't imagine eating one by myself.
Afterward, we went looking for the playground, only to find that even tiny Dollface was too tall to play. A trip to the Disney store got Kiddo a PotC lunchbox. Then we all piled into the Mommymobile and headed to WalMart
Elizabeth got to see Kamikaze Mom Shopper in action. I yanked three pr of pants in each boy's size, five shirts a package of undies and socks each. Same procedure for Dollface. $200--ack.
I delivered her to her wheels, and headed home, only to find Mudd was still at the mall and we were locked out. Bun's brand new computer died, again, the second one in 3 weeks.
