So we went out to eat at Babe's the other night. It's a great family place because not only is the food "kid friendly", it's nice and loud, so yelling Ashleys, screaming Kates, and crying Elizabeths get lost in the crowd. They also do some fun things, like inviting you to join the servers in "The Hokey Pokey" or servers singing karaoke-style over the mic. They also have a great jukebox that plays familiar songs.
One such tune playing that night was George Strait's "The Fireman", which to everyone's delight, Daddy started singing. Well, to almost everyone's delight. Jeff was sitting across from Kate, who was eating cheerios and apple puffs, and as he was belting it out in his booming tenor while making some choice faces, Kate started throwing her snacks at him.
Guess she thinks Daddy's singing should be relegated to the shower :)
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