I knew Britni was a good friend when she let me talk her into going to the Ramos House with her twins, Dash and Pippi.
To set the scene:
Dash didn’t have shoes.
Pippi was still in her sleepcoat.
Britni was coming home from Carruthy’s for ear aches.
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We should have run for our lives when the lady said, “We don’t really have high chairs because the owner doesn’t really like to have kids here.”
I kid you not — that is what we were told.
WHOOPS!
Let’s just say, it was a quick order and eat.
I luckily had suckers to keep the kids occupied while we waited.
And all was well.
Until Pippi started to have a tantrum with her sucker stick in hand.
And in what seemed like slow motion….I watched as that stick went flying into the air.
My stomach dropped, and I was dying over where it was going to land.
Good thing the lady behind Pippi was phone drunk and didn’t notice a thing.
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When I controlled my silent laughter, I finally was able to get out what had happened to Britni.
And then we were both in complete silent laughter.
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