We went to
Johnny Rockets for the first time yesterday. We thought it would be okay for you but as soon as we sat down all the servers started singing/screaming R-E-S-P-E-C-T really loudly right by our table. I don't know if you're not into Aretha or if you were just scared but you didn't like it one bit. You stared at them looking horrified and then starting crying right when they were finishing up. Poor little O! We won't be going back anytime soon, no worries.
Here they are...singing/screaming mere feet from our table
First you look intrigued...what is this racket?
"I'm about to give you all my money...and all I ask in return, honey..."
You quickly go from intrigued to disgusted
Daddy trying to distract you after it was over
At least the ketchup is happy
Daddy trying to get you to laugh so I can get a photo of your two bottom teeth
Good job Daddy!
Back to your favorite pastime
And all is right in the world again
