We've had a busy but productive few days. The boys have had practices, games, and birthday parties to attend. We even managed to sneak in a family lunch at Max & Erma's this weekend.
While we were there, Chuck ordered a baked potato with sour cream and butter. The potato came out with so much sour cream it looked as if it had been served with an ice cream scooper. I jokingly said, "Would you like some potato with that sour cream? Ha ha. You should ask the waitress for more sour cream when she checks in."
Now, I should stop here and explain that our Moose likes to repeats things. All the things. Sometimes accurately, sometimes partially true. But he repeats pretty much everything.
A few minutes later, the waitress, stops by. "Can I get you any refills?"
Me: "I think we're good."
Moose: (completely straight faced) "My dad could use some more sour cream for his potato."
Yup. That happened.