So, I took the boys to McDonald's this morning for breakfast. This was so mommy could sleep in after a rather late night of movie watching.
We're sitting at the table, Donovan and I, while Logan was playing with the hand dryer. As I prepare the boys' big breakfast, Donovan hits and knocks over my drink, into the food. ALL of the food.
As I tear off to get napkins, he follows me through the restaurant, shouting: “I'm sorry daddy, I'm sorry daddy!”
Now, most parents probably would have responded to this much more calmly than I did. But it was his sixth spill in three days. Literally.
So, after throwing away $12 worth of food, we left and I calmed down enough to promise to teach him how to eat like a proper gentleman.
So that's where we are now, at burger king, eating.
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