Eating Out

Spur of the moment last night, when Bart was missing some ingredients for what he planned to make for supper, we headed to Buffalo Wild Wings for 40 cent wings. On the way there, I was trying to find the camera and Ricardo said, "Whose birthday is it?" I told him nobody had to have a birthday to take pictures.



Wilson piped up, "It's my butt cheek's birthday." "Which one, right or left?" I asked. "Well, they're TWINS" he replied.

Two of our PCAs joined us. They are always welcome because Tony and Dominyk are so much more tolerable when they are around ... plus, if one of them can't handle it, a PCA can have the privilege of having to leave the restaurant with them and Bart and I can enjoy the meal. They are both really good with the kids and fun to have around as well.



Dominyk almost lost it when we decided we would all have water instead of pop, but he pulled it together.

The kids were telling "My Momma" jokes. I don't let them tell Your Momma jokes to me -- I say they can't dis my mom but if they want to joke about me it's fine.



This is Tony's favorite "My momma's so fat when she hauls a** it takes two trips." I think it's a funny joke and Tony loves the excuse to say a bad word.



Ricardo made up his own last night... and the way he said it was so funny. His English is still heavily accented and he seldom speaks a grammatically perfect sentence, but last night he did. "My mom eeees so fat dat when she goes to the moobies, she seets by eberyone."

I laughed and laughed. He's such a handsome kid but refuses to let me take pictures.



On the way home, Sadie asked if the wings we had eaten were chicken wings. A very long discussion ensued as we tried to figure out what other animal they could possibly be -- considering most animals don't have wings. We concluded that canary wings might be a little small and goose wings a bit bigger. I think her main issue was more than likely confusion over whether or not Buffalo's had wings, but I didn't ask and embarrass her.

Wow, I need to get done blogging and get to work. Somehow my email inbox has crept to 117 emails that all need attention. How did that happen?