“Eat Mor Chikin”

Well Ol’ man, how’d ja make out?  We picked up the girls at 1030 hours and headed for the uncivilized portion of Murfreesboro otherwise known as “Stones River Mall”.  First stop was Toys R Us where we managed to bag a Christmas gift for Rocco.  By the time we finished up there, it was time for lunch.

“We eat at 11:30” says grand daughter Catia.  Judy and I dodged a bullet because there was no mention of Chuck E Cheese.  Grandpa and Grandma had thought that we’d take the girls for a nice dining experience at Demos Family Restaurant (one of our favorites), but the girls had other ideas.  “Chick Fil-A, we want Chick Fil-A” (Eat Mor Chikin).  Being that Judy and I had never experienced that fine emporium, we relented.  Ummm, let me say this about that!  Oh never mind, it’s fast food with a playground and lots and lots of moms with their darling little brats running about footloose and fancy free so no comment is necessary, but the girls were ecstatic so that’s all that counts.  Dang, we forgot to take the camera.

After an exquisite meal at “Eat Mor Chikin”, we moved onto our next endeavor – katt supplies.  A stop by PetSmart and that item was quickly scratched off the list.  Then we went on a hunting expedition through the mighty jungle of Penney’s, Sears, and Ross’s in search of those elusive pair of slacks.  These things are becoming quite extinct, ya know.  All I can say is, “Slacks 10, Judy 0”.  All they seem to sell anymore is “hip huggers” and the only one that’s going to hug my wife’s hips is me.  We’ll keep “hunting” as we travel along the way and maybe, just maybe, we’ll bag a pair of slacks somewhere between here and Maine.

Now we never did “shop for shoes” since ice cream captured the imagination of two little girls.  When “they” fixate on something as alluring as ice cream, all else falls by the wayside.  So, grandma being the smartie that she is, decided that it would be best (cheaper and a whole lot less messy) to purchase some ice cream at the grocery store and make a bee line for the campground.  Let’s hear it for grandma.  She saved the day.

We had bought Catia a couple of craft kits for her birthday.  Matt and Jackie attempted to work with her but couldn’t figure it out so Catia brought one of the kits with her so Grandma could teach her.  In the meantime, back at the ranch, Kalina, disguised as a little girl, managed to entertain herself with her Leapster and prancing about the campsite.  Here are a couple of pictures.  Oh no, we don’t have a pole dancer in the family do we?

   

Next it was off to the playground.  When ever the girls visit Grandpa and Grandma’s house here at Cedars of Lebanon they just have to go to the playground.  It’s a great place to spend some time and watch the kids burn off some energy that they have sucked right out of us Grandparents.  First the slide, then the swings, next the monkey bars, and finally the jungle gym.   Then they do it all over again, and again, and again.  We took them home with their eye lids drooping.  Yay for our team!!!

         

Matt and Radek joined us for a hot dawg and bean dinner.  Wow, Chick Fil-A for lunch and hot dawgs and beans for dinner; we’re really living high off the hog now.  Diet?  What diet!!!  Radek played noisely around the house while a subdued Catia continued working on her craft project and a worn out Kalina played games on her Leapster.  The day slowly ground to an end with fun having been had by all.  What a great day, It’s all about Grandkids, ya know?

May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you. (I Thessalonians 5:28)