Overheard In Restaurant
This weekend in celebration of our oldest's 12th birthday we had dinner at a local seafood restaurant. With five young boys and a baby girl, waiting time in a restaurant is a very unpredictable time. Here are some things overheard or seen from our table:
"Take me to your leader." T approached us holding a straw wrapper mustache and a sprig of parsley 'growing' out of his head.
"It's a uni brow....an orange uni brow." T held a long piece of orange peel along his forehead.
K attempted to make glasses out of his orange peel...only he didn't quite get all of the orange eaten off it.
Baby B was eating oyster crackers, and would periodically sweep one onto the floor for the fun of it.
As we were leaving, we had to pry T away from his 'art' work. I was afraid to look too closely, but he was arranging food remnants from neighboring plates onto his own. He expanded to some of the table condiments.
Who needs Calvin and Hobbes when you have a few living with you?
"Take me to your leader." T approached us holding a straw wrapper mustache and a sprig of parsley 'growing' out of his head.
"It's a uni brow....an orange uni brow." T held a long piece of orange peel along his forehead.
K attempted to make glasses out of his orange peel...only he didn't quite get all of the orange eaten off it.
Baby B was eating oyster crackers, and would periodically sweep one onto the floor for the fun of it.
As we were leaving, we had to pry T away from his 'art' work. I was afraid to look too closely, but he was arranging food remnants from neighboring plates onto his own. He expanded to some of the table condiments.
Who needs Calvin and Hobbes when you have a few living with you?
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