recently, i shared that the boys went on a double date with their friends Ziya and Myka.
at Chick-fil-A.
it was a good time.
anth has since asked if he can go out with them again.
i asked where he wanted to go.
i was assuming something along the lines of pizza.
silly me.
anth suggested he would like to go to happy hour with Ziya.
i asked him if he could explain what happy hour meant.
anth stared at me blankly for a moment.
then, "mom. let's not ask me what it means. let's just know it's what i want."
um.
some parental help here?
If you do go, you can take my kids as well. The thought of you running after four kids at a happy hour makes me smile.
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