So I’m sitting in the Galleria at Crystal Run food court eating lunch and there’s a mother and child 1 table diagonally from me.
I keep hearing as I eat “Sit down!”
“Sit down or you don’t get any dessert!”
The kid is gotta be at least 3 years old and he’s standing on the chair.
Then she says it.
“Just get down on your knees and eat it.”
I dropped my food and did my best not to launch root bear out of my nose… yea, I twisted it. SO WHAT!
