Every once in a while when we have time to kill, I stop at the park down the street.  It’s rad, because nobody is ever there, and my kids have it all to themselves.  We also stop there when I have to get an important call in, because I park right in front of the park, and get a view of my kids playing and the ocean.
My kids know we are stopping at the park when I turn left at the stop sign, instead of right.  Today, we turned left, and there were celebrations from the back seat.
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The kids picked up where they left off the last time we were there.  The kids play, while Navy “cooks” at her restaurant.
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When she needs them to, she asks them to go get ingredients.  AKA different types of flowers.
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And when she is finished, I am ordered to make an order.
The funny thing is, whatever I order is NOT what she made.
I tell her that I like crab legs and souffle.
She tells me to settle for pasta.