Saturday, February 25, 2012

Why I Leave a Big Tip

 Last night, we went to a Chinese restaurant for Aaron's birthday.  This was a new experience for my third-born son, Jonny.  He is 6.  He is unpredictable.  

He needs his own sitcom.

He proceeded to loudly comment on everything that was brought to him at this meal.

It started with the glasses of water:

 (I will be writing Jonny's quotes in bold because this is how he speaks on a regular basis.  His autobiography will be entitled, My Life in ALL CAPS BOLD

And then the server brought his sweet and sour chicken:
He was very confused.

Finally, a small bowl of ketchup for his french fries:

And that, my friends, is why I leave a big tip.


so said...

8:05 am: "It's my dad's birthday today!"
8:07 am: "We're going to Chinese for his birthday!"
8:20 am: "We're going to Golden Palace for my dad's birthday!"
...a quiet lull...
10:34 am "We're going to Golden Palace tonight!"
...another lull...
1:37 "We're going to the Chinese place, Golden Palace, for my dad's birthday!"
2:10 (when our kindergarten helpers come in - a new audience!) "We get to go to the Chinese place for supper tonight!" Every five minutes until the end of the day he announced your evening plans. He was so excited!I almost called him last night to ask how it was, hoping it lived up to his excited expectations. :)

Jeannie said...

Oh Sarah, I'm sooo sorry.

If only he would come out of his shell....

Anonymous said...

Reminds me of Owen Meany :) (hee hee hee)...or wait... HEE HEE HEE!