On Wednesday, Husband picked The Boy up from school and took him and his sister to Chick-fil-a. It was a half day at public school, so The Boy had been served an early lunch, but The Girl’s preschool did not have a lunch break and she was hungry. Husband also hadn’t eaten, so he figured that a trip to a restaurant with kid friendly food, ice cream for dessert, and a play area would keep everyone happy.
Unfortunately, he was wrong. The Boy was grouchy and wanted to go home. No amount of reasoning could convince him that this plan was anything other than horrible. Finally, Husband got frustrated and said, “I know you aren’t hungry, but I picked a restaurant with a play area so that you could play while we eat. The least you could do is have a little bit better of an attitude.”
The Boy is seven going on 40, so this was his reply:
“No, the LEAST I could do is nothing. That’s the LEAST I could do.”
Husband was stunned silent. But they still went to Chick-fil-a.
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