Daddy isn’t here, he’s been at the hospital with my BIL since last night with a post knee surgery problem. Anyhow, I thought I’d take the kids to McDonald’s for breakfast this morning by myself.

HA! What a freakin’ joke.

It would be a first since Squishy was born. I took them occasionally when I was pregnant but not since then. I prepped them on the way there, talking about how they need to sit and how they will hold hands while walking in. They were so excited. Well, they were great until we got in. They were bouncing around in the booth which I expected, but then Monkey started running around the entire place and so not 5 minutes after going in, while not having even ordered yet, I say “ok, we’re going home” and we did!! SHEESH!!!

I guess we’re not ready for that yet. I was so calm and poor Kirby started crying but they both got in the car, without a major fight which is not normal. I *think* they actually understood why we were leaving. Good grief lol