For a full two days after the Harvest Fair I was mentally and physically wiped. I don't think I could have cooked a meal if my life depended on it. Pip said he wanted to go out to eat Sunday night and I was all for it. Well, until as the day wore on he and Viv, and even Meg, were beasts. We were thinking it would be a disaster but didn't have much of an appealing plan B (PB&J?).
So I tried reverse psychology and told Pip and Viv and Meg to cry the entire time at dinner. For show I told Phil to do it too. Pip and Viv had fun squealing that "NO! WE CAN'T DO THAT!", forgetting entirely to whine constantly.
We ended up having a great time at the 99. Where kids eat free Sundays in October. Bonus! Here we are as we were leaving, voluntarily I might add! Oh, probably helped that I also threatened to give away the Angry Birds they each got to bring along to the closest child should they misbehave.
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