Listen, my call weeks were a little close together this time, so you get through it however you can when your husband is also on call. Which means taking Mimi and the kids out to Waffle House again. I was still in scrubs and meeting them somewhere, so we certainly weren't going to any fancy joint.
And Cat (her real name - at least that's how she signed the ticket) was just the waitress we needed. She talked to the boys and kept Mimi's coffee warm, and even set Lucas up with this spiffy hat after she overheard him talking about how much he loves their hashbrowns. Maybe a summer job is in the works....."gimme bacon on 2!"
4 comments:
oh man! Pappy would be so proud of his little short-order cook!
Yeah, that tongue hanging out looks like a cigarette - he's almost there! Pick it up!
What a cute little egg scrambler. He'll be cooking for us in no time.
Junior...........where is your photo?
Gotta work on getting photo
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