anything unattempted remains impossible
Not bad for a church sign.
I didn't have a chance to write a proper post this weekend so we are stuck with my roadside observations and this realization: Taking my kids to Red Robin after theybeg sweetly ask is tantamount to swinging by a feed store for a salt lick.
Sweet Moses, young offspring. Save some seasoning salt for the other kiddies...
{And how did it get to be Sunday night already?}
I didn't have a chance to write a proper post this weekend so we are stuck with my roadside observations and this realization: Taking my kids to Red Robin after they
Sweet Moses, young offspring. Save some seasoning salt for the other kiddies...
{And how did it get to be Sunday night already?}
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Do.Not.Want.
I wish we had a Red Robin near us. I've only been a couple of times and it was really good.
As far as salt goes...my son took his little dipping bowl of soy sauce and started DRINKING IT tonight. Then when I told him NO, he must have interpreted that as "no drinking from your bowl", because....he proceeded to pour the soy sauce into his empty cup and then drink it from there. Just lovely. Salt lick. Oh YEAH!
(My sister adores it and gets the same thing everytime.)
But at least it wasn't the circle of Hell that is Chuck E. Cheese.