Clarification

Lest anyone think that I would voluntarily allow my children to be fawned over by Hooters girls, let me assure you that a great moral battle took place in my mind.  It was a required stop on the way to bigger and better things, namely the MARS tent that was handing out samples of chocolate.  I heatedly debated in my head whether to make a stand against the exploitation of women but decided that denying my children balloons and stickers would probably make more of a scene; at the time, it just wasn't worth it.

Ever allergy-conscious, the boys hesitated when they were offered 2 Twix and a bag of M&Ms apiece.  "Just take it," I muttered.  "We'll sort it out later."  (Translated:  Dad & I will eat what you can't).

And like balm to my hurt ego, the vendor decided I needed a double portion since I was eating for two.  Bless your heart!