So my middle clown had a birthday yesterday.
Now because her Birthday was on a Monday we decided to have her party on the Saturday before.
Like all good mommies, my DW planned the event. She researched the best venues, she called around and asked for advice. After all, you're only eight once right?
Soon it was settled, we would venture an hour north to a place with go-karts, video games, bumper boats and miniature golf. We'd make a day if it. We'd invite the family and her bff for cake and ice cream, we'd play, race, and open presents, because after all you only get to be eight once right?
The Birthday party came and went and was a great success. My wallet was significantly lighter after the day, but hey, you only get to be eight once right?
So yesterday being the actual day, the DW took her to lunch at The Cracker Barrel, and for dinner she wanted to go to The Golden Corral. Now anybody who knows me knows that I hate the Golden Corral, but hey you only get to be eight once right?
As I was reluctantly chocking down what I'm sure was a day old baked potato, my beautiful little eight year old clown looks over at me with freshly spun cotton candy stuck to her chocolate covered face and mutters the phrase, Best Day Ever.
I nearly spit out my charbroiled fat coveredhorse steak before asking her to explain.
What? Today is the best day ever? Are you kidding me? You mean to tell me that Cracker Barrel and the Chocolate Wonderfall at Golden Corral trump go-karts, your BFF and birthday presents?
With her mouth full of sweet goodness, all she could do was nod her head.
J-Tony
Now because her Birthday was on a Monday we decided to have her party on the Saturday before.
Like all good mommies, my DW planned the event. She researched the best venues, she called around and asked for advice. After all, you're only eight once right?
Soon it was settled, we would venture an hour north to a place with go-karts, video games, bumper boats and miniature golf. We'd make a day if it. We'd invite the family and her bff for cake and ice cream, we'd play, race, and open presents, because after all you only get to be eight once right?
The Birthday party came and went and was a great success. My wallet was significantly lighter after the day, but hey, you only get to be eight once right?
So yesterday being the actual day, the DW took her to lunch at The Cracker Barrel, and for dinner she wanted to go to The Golden Corral. Now anybody who knows me knows that I hate the Golden Corral, but hey you only get to be eight once right?
As I was reluctantly chocking down what I'm sure was a day old baked potato, my beautiful little eight year old clown looks over at me with freshly spun cotton candy stuck to her chocolate covered face and mutters the phrase, Best Day Ever.
I nearly spit out my charbroiled fat covered
What? Today is the best day ever? Are you kidding me? You mean to tell me that Cracker Barrel and the Chocolate Wonderfall at Golden Corral trump go-karts, your BFF and birthday presents?
With her mouth full of sweet goodness, all she could do was nod her head.
J-Tony
I too loathe The Golden Corral!
ReplyDeleteI was so excited when I read your post. I am not alone!!!!
I hate buffets in general but my 9 & 5 year old love it! Stupid chocolate fountain
I know right? The clowns love that place. I for one will not be going back.
DeleteI guess I'm proud to say I haven't been to the Golden Corral. We don't have one around so it's not like I have much choice but from the sounds of it I guess that's a good thing.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday Middle Clown! Glad you enjoyed the Best. Day. Ever. :-)
I've never been to the Cracker Barrel OR the Golden Corral, but really, isn't it worth the smile on her sweet little face? :)
ReplyDeleteThat's some Golden Corral love! And YOU are the best dad ever. I can totally do Cracker Barrel, we love that place. The other? Blech. My child will never know what it is muawhaaaa
ReplyDeleteUs Canadians make special day trips down to the states to eat at the Golden Coral! Like we're talking four hour drives for that slop!
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