At Chick-Fil-A
Jack (frantically looking around the table): Mommy, where is SAM?
Me: In the playground [this is about five feet away but through a glass wall]
Jack: By HIMSELF?
Me: Yes.
Jack (Looking at his food longingly, then back at me): Well can I please go keep him safe for a little bit?
Me: Sure buddy.
Lucky little guy, that Sam Mike.
1 comment:
Alicia never did that stuff for me!
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