25 Days of Christmas

 

You Can’t Take My Daddy Anywhere!

All I can say is that you can’t take my mom/dad anywhere.  Trouble doesn’t find them.  *They* find trouble.  It’s true.  I piggy swear it.  They are always up to no good.  Throw in daddy and his wicked sense of humor and all plans of behaving are out of the window.  Take the other day for example.  Both of them decided to go out to eat.  Heck, that’s nothing new – snorts with piggy laughter.  So leave it to my dad to find trouble at the restaurant.

They went to a restaurant that is predominantly known for selling chicken.  Yeah – we all like that for sure.  But mom sees this sign at the entrance… of course after she made daddy walk through the kids door – shaking my head.  So she tells daddy to put his head in the hole of the cut out.  That’s my daddy – never asking questions but jumping right in to do what mom tells him. Maybe he should stop that… you think?  Mom snaps the picture laughing… and oh yes other customers were laughing too on how trained daddy is.

Then mom sits down and sends the picture to someone on her phone.  That person replies back with this meme.  Shaking my head.  Those two.  Please friends – don’t enable those two.  Snorts and rolls with piggy laughter.