When I picked The Mayor up from daycare on Friday afternoon he asked me if we were going to eat at home or at a restaurant.
For a change, I didn’t know the answer.
We were headed to our little town’s summer beach party and I didn’t know if we would eat at a restaurant or at a street vendor’s booth so I said,
“We’re just going to go where life takes us, Mayor.”
Do not say this to a newly three year old child.
Or else! REGRET!
Saying this will result in your three year old child repeatedly asking WHEN you are going to go to Where Life Takes Us.
As if it were some new restaurant with the best kiddie meals in the whole universe.