Since Mike came home from Iraq, we've been eating out quite a bit. His favorite restaurant is Chili's. I was feeling extremely lazy, yet again, so we decided to go out to eat at of course Chili's. We get there, sit immediately and the kids get to work on their activity books.
These books are filled with tons of fun word puzzles, find the missing object games and coloring pages. One page in particular had a word that was in code that needed to be colored to read what it said. So, Job takes on the challenge. He's getting creative and alternating colors for the different letters.
Well, the word should have read 'HOPE' in support of the restaurants drive for St. Jude Children's Hospital. But my son, being the creative little mind that he is, makes the 'P' into an 'R'. Mike and I notice it and chuckle a bit, not giving it much thought. As he finishes coloring, what he believes to be the coolest word EVER, the waitress approaches our table to take our order. Job turns to Mike and says, in an extemely loud voice, "Hey Dad, It says HORE! HORE! HORE!!" Yes, we laughed uncontrollably and hoped no one noticed our son yelling HORE for the fifth time before we got him quiet.
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