I'm not being sarcastic. It really does make my life easier.
Last night Jeremy couldn't make it to church so I got his meal to go. He got a hamburger, hot dog, baked beans and chips for $4.00. Can you believe it? Fast forward to church being over. I got the 4 girls that I pick up and Jackson into my van and we headed home. About halfway to the girls apartment complex, I hear Jackson pipe up with, "This hot dog is really good!"
Say what?
Jackson had gotten the to-go box off the center console of the van, opened it up, and was proceeding to chow-down on Jeremy's supper!
After I was able to stop laughing, I got the box out of his hands although I did let him finish the hot dog. After I dropped the girls off I called Jeremy and told him that I had his supper and was on the way home. He asked what I had gotten for him and I felt terrible when I had to say, "Well, you HAD a hamburger, hot dog, baked beans, and chips until Jackson got a hold of your box."
When we got home Jackson got such a kick out of telling his Daddy that he ate his hot dog, and we both had to laugh at his antics, because seriously, who could be mad at this face?
3 random thoughts:
That is so hilarious! I can't wait for Jackson to tell Nana that story. I can just hear him now ... "I ate Daddy's hot dog!"
Are we not feeding this boy enough? J/K
Too funny! It's amazing how good they can be at getting food, isn't it? Ali found the bowl of easter eggs with candy in them while I was on the phone the other day. Unfortunately for her, she's all about studying and lining up her food before eating it, so when I found her, she had opened them all, gotten all the candy out and lined it up, but only had eaten one. Poor thing. . .sometimes it just doesn't pay to be organized.
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