Last night we went to Coalville. On the way down Tyler mentioned that he needed to go to Bell's because his teacher said that there were ribbons and stuff that kids had set up in memory of the little boy who died there this week, and he wanted to see it. So by the time we were ready to come home it was dinner time and the kids were starting to feel it, so I ran to the store really quick to get something fast to make for dinner and Tyler said "Oh yeah I've still got to go to Bell's." And just teasing I said "For Dinner?!" Only Shane thought that I was serious and I told him that I wasn't, but I do like their cheese sticks. I thought that that was the end of it. I went to the store, we drove past the memorial and let Tyler see it, and then we headed for home. Except all the while the twins in the back were talking about cheese sticks, and how good they are. So as I pull in the driveway at our house, Brooklyn starts SCREAMING "We Forgot to go to BELL'S! Need Cheese Sticks! We Forgot to go to Bell's!" She cried and cried about it. She was so excited to get gas station food for dinner, and I guess I really let her down.
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3 comments:
I think that all of the trips to Hoagies corner as kids really ruined all of us. I love a good hot dog from the gas station.
Truly a woman after my own heart.MMMMmmm cheese stick....taquito...tato logs.
Sara! Give the kid some cheese sticks!
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