What’s that, mom? I can’t go to Hooters by myself? Mom, you’re messing up my game.
You were a hit with our waitress at Hooters last night, buddy. She loved your dimples 🙂 And we found out that you love fish. You ate almost an entire fillet of mommy’s fish and chips.
We got a call from Ms. Katharine from school saying that you were abnormally cranky today. Come to find out, you were really hungry and we didn’t know it. We’re sending you to school with more food tomorrow.