Milkshakes

On Saturday night, we took the kids to Smashburger for dinner. Normally the kids opt for milk as their dinner beverage. But we decided to treat them with a milkshake. It was well worth it. 

Gillian kept calling her milkshake a smoothie. She said "I love my smoothie. John, let me try your smoothie." She tasted everyone's milkshake and decided Mommy's chocolate Oreo and her chocolate milkshakes (I mean smoothies) were her favorite. John, on the other hand, kept drinking his shake and then said "Do you see how far down mine is?" And they would compare the heights of their shakes. 

Once again, I love that a simple treat made a huge impact. 

Tonight

Tonight we took the kids to dinner at Johnny Rockets. We all ordered milkshakes and ate dinner. Towards the end of our meal, the waitress came over and asked if we wanted dessert. Daddy and I both said no. When she left, John said "Well I would like dessert." We just stared at him. He said "Maybe some ice cream. Just some ice cream." Daddy and I were flabbergasted. Daddy said "You have ice cream." John looked around and said "Where?" Daddy said "In your milkshake. What did you think was in your milkshake?" John didn't hesitate and said "Milk and shake!"

In the car on our way home, a fly flew in my face. I hit it out of my eyes and laughed at myself. (I must have looked like a crazy person!) Gillian couldn't see what was going on from her seat, and she asked "What's the matter Mommy?" I said "A fly tried to fly in my eye!" She said "Maybe he thought you were juicy!"

2nd Anniversary

Two years ago today, I posted my first blog entry.  I started it as a way to remember all the little things my kids say or do.  I hope you enjoyed all the posts from the past year.  Here are a few of my favorites:

Not Daddy



 

 

The Adventures of Buddy the Elf

The Apple Tree

 

 

I talk

 



Wake Up

Costco Adventures

 

 

The Beach

 

 

The Color Run

 

 

The Pink Milkshake

 

 

I hope you enjoyed walking down memory lane with me.  Here's to another year of John & Gill's adventures. 



Pink Milkshake

We took the kids to Johnny Rockets for Gillian's birthday dinner. On our way to the restaurant we told Gillian she could have anything she wanted to eat or drink. She said "I want a pink milkshake!" Daddy and I were a little shocked. We could only think of one other time when she had a milkshake so we were a little surprised when she requested one.  We got to Johnny Rockets and ordered the kids a vanilla and a strawberry shake.  The waiter asked us if we wanted kids sized shakes, but we said no.  Gillian was very impatient.  She kept asking when the shakes were coming.  "I got a pink milkshake!" "Where my pink milkshake?"  Finally the waiter delivered the shakes.  The kids attacked them.  I was afraid that Gillian wouldn't like her "pink" shake and that I would get stuck drinking it.  Well I was wrong.  She loved it.  She drank about half of her big shake, while John drank all of his.   

The pink milkshake made quite the impression on Gillian.  After we went to the Crayola Factory on Sunday (don't worry there is a blog post coming about that adventure), we stopped at a diner to get something to eat.  In the car on the way there, Gillian kept telling Daddy and I, "I have pink milkshake!"  When we walked in the diner, Gillian announced "I have pink milkshake!"  The diner wasn't packed with customers, but everyone in the place knew that my little girl was having a pink milkshake.  While the waitress was making Gillian's shake, Gillian covered her ears so that she couldn't hear the noise of the blender.  I told Gillian the noise was from making her shake.  That's all it took.  She took her hands off her ears and grinned ear to ear.  She was so excited about her shake.  The waitress put her shake in a small cup with a lid and a straw.  Somehow Gillian still ended up with a pink milkshake mustache.