Our birthday visits to the Chocolate Bar are always eventful, but I'd have to say Miss Kate's took the cake (pun intended) this year! It started out more than a little shaky with picking an obviously sick Jack up from school, but...after a car seat nap, a quick daddy stop at Walgreens for "purple medicine", plenty of nose wipes from momma, and an enormous amount of bread at the restaurant...things were definitely on the up and up!! We decided to stay true to course...the Fisher family was Chocolate Bar bound!! : )
The rest of the afternoon went as planned...we picked out our bars and candy, decorated them carefully, and then waited "patiently". And of course, by wait "patiently" I mean run, jump, and dance around like mad men and women. : )
Yep, we were on Chocolate Bar cruise control...that is until, Jason offered the kiddos a bite of his cheese cake. Bear went first and immediately wanted/needed to spit it out. Jason and I then engaged in a laugh over how crazily simple (and like their momma) our kids like their desserts. Next thing I know, we look over and Bear is showing us just how crazily simple his taste is by puking his guts out in the middle of the Chocolate Bar. I immediately grab him to try to get to a bathroom...no such luck. When we did finally get to the bathroom...I took off his shirt, lathered him up, and amazingly he was ready to roll! So what did we do?
We ate our chocolate bars...shirtless and extremely red nosed. Duh. : )
Happy Chocolate Bar Day, Taters!! This whole wild family is wild over you!!
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