Lately, the boys have been playing Restaurant in the evenings while I fix dinner. They gather up all the throw pillows from the couches, which become anything from trays to carry food to dishes that get washed in the "sink". (The "sink" is really just the space between the coffee table and couch. But heck, with plates the size of home plate, its no wonder they have to make-up a giant sink to wash them in!)
Last night, Daddy got home from work just a tad early. Just early enough to be served a few items from the boys' restaurant while Mommy was finishing up dinner. Turns out, Daddy went "out to eat" on a good night, as the boys were pretending their restaurant was The Crusty Crab from Spongebob Squarepants.
And from the boy who, just a few short months ago, absolutely HATED to write and refused to make a single letter he didn't absolutely have to, came the menu for the Krusty Krab...
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