Last night, I pulled one of my typical,
"Its Friday."
"I really should have gone grocery shopping."
"There's nothin' here to eat."
"Let's go out for dinner"....routines.
My family is always, way too willing to oblige me in my request to go out to eat (they must not like my cooking either!).
So we are out at the restaurant, waiting for our orders to arrive at the table. Sara pulls out the drink menu, and really starts to study it. She looks up at Paul, and in all seriousness says "Daddy, I wan you order me a beer."
I knew when I craved beer during my entire pregnancy with her that it was a foreshadowing as to what was to come! Just didn't think we would have issues with it at age 4!
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