I took the boys out to Red Robin for dinner. My back has been really bad since last week's Tug-O-War, and I can't stand to do dishes or cook. Steve was coming home late from work. So I Felt like I didn't have much choice if I wanted to get the kids fed. They were really, really good - a refreshing change from our last trip to a restaurant. So I let them share a milkshake on the way home as a reward.
A transplanted Quarntinee.......
4 years ago
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