So we went to Chevy's on Saturday. Normally we don't go there because Ellie can't stand the fact that there's an old rusty pedal car up in the rafters. Yeah, it seems random to me too. Both that they have one, and that Ellie freaks out about it. But the other day when we suggested eating out, she wanted to go there. Partway through dinner she informed us that, "Chevy's has the BEST burritos, which is a good thing because I don't want to have to look at that yucky car!"
OK, then.
Yes, I am a stay at home dad. No, I'm not Mr. Mom.
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