Ron had his office party tonight so I decided to take the kids to Chik-Fil-A for dinner. They were having a Santa's Workshop night with cookies to decorate and a Santa Cow for the kids. The boys really liked the Cow as we were the only ones there at 5:15 so the Santa Cow sat down to dinner with us and kept trying to sneak the boys dinner. Of course, the boys kept saying 'you need to go get your own dinner!' The boys may have liked the cow but Kate, she LOVED the cow. And I don't mean a little- she couldn't focus on eating because she was too busy looking at the cow, waving at him and yelling "GOW! GOW!!". She was so excited so I put her down to see if she would go over to him. She got about 5 feet from him and turned tail. Of course, she spent the next 30 minutes going back and forth over to the cow and waving. She, also, went up to one of the kids working (I say kid because, really, he couldn't have been 15) and grabed onto him until he picked her up. She was pleased as punch! So, after dinner, the boys made gingerbread men with more candy than they got at Halloween. They both said their tummys hurt when we got in the car. Who would have guessed!
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my kids at Kates age (and David maybe now) would have screamed and cried so much at the cow (Santa, Easter Bummy - you get the point)- we would have had to leave! I am so glad it worked better for you.
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