Today after Randy got off work, we had to go to the car wash. (For those of you who don't know, my husband and I help my uncle Craig manage his self serve car wash) Usually the car wash only takes us about forty five minutes to an hour to do. Anything and everything that could have gone wrong went wrong tonight. Things were broken or missing. Everybody decided it would be cool to throw their garbage on the ground instead of in the garbage. It was a really busy day at the carwash. It took us about 2 1/2 hours to finish. I didn't feel like cooking when I got home. So it was going to be a fast food night. Brad informed us that his tummy was telling him that he was starving. So we stopped at a Del Taco on the way home. As we were driving home I was trying to feed brad some fries to hold him over until we could eat at home.
Brad lets out a big sigh and says... "Oh, my tummy says thank you mommy."
Why doesn't he say that when I cook. I have made him tacos before. Apparently I don’t cook as well as the Del Taco senioritas.
5 comments:
I'm sorry that the car wash was soo bad!!! I love Brad, he says the cutest things. by the way your food always amazing, and my stomach always says thank you...
Love the story, not the 2 1/2 hours of cleaning but Brad's comment. It always amazes me when my kids say I don't want that for dinner, and after finishing they say "that was the best dinner ever mom." I love my kids.
Apparently you and Katie shouldn't get together and cook...your kids just don't approve!!!
I wish my belly would tell me, just once that something wasn't good.
Why feel bad, how simple life can be now, you never have to cook again. with regards to the car wash, people are animals! so sorry.
Post a Comment