Monday was princess night, so we took two beautiful princesses out for free kids' meals at a packed out, chaotic Chick-fil-a. ("Are you eating a chicken sandwich with two pickles?!") We nabbed a table, wolfed down our awesome chicken and the girls and I got in line to see Cinderella, who would stamp your hand and sprinkle it with gold glitter. You blow, and ta-da! A beautiful sparkly flower appears! There was also a craft table, a DJ, and the Chick-fil-a cow, who strikes terror into our youngest and uncertainty, at best, into our oldest.
(Where was I? Ah yes, the girls and I are standing in line.) It's SRO tonight and everywhere one turns, there is someone standing right in your business. Total anarchy. Suddenly, out of no where, a little batman clad boy not-older-than-two darts up to Neve, kisses her ON THE LIPS and runs away. Huh?
Neve just stands there as if nothing happened. She can't wait to meet big C and get a sparkly flower hand. Hilarious.
