While on vacation at the Outer Banks of North Carolina, (see OUTER BANKS) there were occasions where dining out was the thing to do.
I can recall one visit when all of the adults had ordered, granddaughter Kelly told the waiter, "I just love steak." I asked him to bring her some sort of a dish with some steak that would satisfy her. She got an adult platter! I could have shoved said platter right into his face, but didn't want to disappoint dear granddaughter, so I let it pass. I did manage to have steak and eggs for breakfast the next day.
After dear wife and I became engaged, and while baby-sitting, we took the children to dinner at FRIENDLYS. While we were eating, Kelly asked this deep question, "If you and DeeDee have children what would we call them? --grandsisters, or grandbrothers? I answered that we would call them miracles! The waitress taking our orders looked very perplexed. At that point, I decided that such an intellect shown by that question demanded a new name for granddaughter, so she became "Miss K."
Our meals were served and grandson Christopher got our attention by "throwing up" his dinner. After cleaning up the mess, and with Whitney's favorite clown sundaes finished, we headed for home. Master Christopher did a repeat performance in the car. DeeDee thought that he felt a "little warm," so the next morinig grandson and I headed for the doctor's office where a needle (not square), seemed to solve the problem.
More, later
Thursday, November 3, 2011
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