Okay...that may be a bit dramatic, but it was a bad idea, or at least it turned out to be.
Kristy, Dakota and Cole came to visit me at work, because Cole at a doctor's appointment across the parking lot. (He's up to 12 lbs now!).
I suggested we go to the nearby restaurant to get something to eat.
With 2 plates of food sitting on the table, (one each, for those keeping score at home), Dakota decided to throw a fit.
Then Cole started crying, and it meant "Box-N-Go" time.
Of course if they don't cry, we have a nice meal, and it is a GREAT idea....but as it turned out, Kristy and I had to laugh at our selves and our predictament.
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