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 they beg 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?}

Comments

flutter said…
I so totally don't want monday.

Do.Not.Want.
JCK said…
I like that..."anything unattempted remains imposssible."

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!
Beck said…
What's a Red Robin?
Red Robin, to my mind, is a overpriced burger joint with a fun atmosphere. It's not my favorite place, but the kids love it.

(My sister adores it and gets the same thing everytime.)
stephanie said…
I think I like Red Robin until I get there with my kids and remember the noise and the TVs and the balloons and the outrageously priced everything. There must be some sort of amnesia gas they pump through while you're dining...

But at least it wasn't the circle of Hell that is Chuck E. Cheese.
Karen Jensen said…
My mother used to poor salt on ANYTHING. She would use both soy sauce AND salt on a stir fry. She'd get along well with your offspring.
Well, this is the first I've heard of Red Robin. But there's been a karmic constellation of Chuck E Cheeze talk in the blogosphere today. I consider the place a special circle of hell and will never return. Really. My kids beg but I physically cannot force myself.
Mmmm...they do make a yummy seasoning salt...

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