As if I needed one more reason to go eat at my favorite place on earth...
I found one.
Brayden had his first french fry yesterday. Well, we've offered him french fries before and he's always acted like it was the most terrible thing he'd ever tasted.
Yesterday, I ran by CFA to get something to eat. I'd spent my morning running errands, exchanging a shirt for Chris, picking up my new Bible, registering B for MDO (mother's day out...it starts in the fall - and YES, I cried!) etc. So I needed something fast and I just can't resist CFA.
I got home and Mr. Nosy Pants came over and shoved his hand into my fries...
and to my surprise...
he LOVED them.
He ate like, half a medium order of fries. Maybe we can get him out of the 0-5% for weight after all!
