Last weekend had taken the Chunky Chicken to Fuddruckers because Andrew and I had a desperate craving for burgers. . . with melted cheese. . . and crisp smoked bacon. . . and 2,000 lbs of grease. Okay, I didn't have a craving for the grease or the calories, but there was a definite need for those delicious buttery buns and meat, especially the bacon. In fact, I could go for some bacon right about now.
Anyway. . .
Ellie is "talking" loudly "AYE!!!! AYE!!!! AYE!!!!!! MAMA MAMAMAMAMA" so I am relatively certain the entire restaurant and surrounding areas knew we were there. Fortunately, it was only 4pm and as such there were only a few other patrons dining at the fair hamburger joint and they all seemed to understand that "AYE!!!!!!!AAAAAYYYYE" meant "hi". (hey, this is a step-up from Ellie's old DIE DIE).
Shortly after corralling my Spider Monkey into a high chair, this young high-schooler approached Ellie. He looked right at her, clutching this bright orange and yellow plush duck, and said "I thought you might like to have this". He had won it using Claw machine. True to Ellie form after I had her sign "thank you", she shook her head "noooooo" at the duck. The unappreciative turkey!
I nearly cried. I thanked him profusely for being so generous and thoughtful and also for talking to my little girl. Then, I talked to his parents (who were actually the grandparents--dang, they looked young!) saying that their son/grandson is a kind, polite young man.
When I returned to the table, there was my daughter, feeding this new, plush duck PB crackers. Nom nom nom.
Goodness, I really seem to be on a manners kick lately.