Last weekend we went to a station event in Ft. Myers with Rob. We arrived around suppertime and while Rob was setting up, I took the kids out to get something to eat. Although I got to know my way around town pretty well when we stayed over there for a summer, I didn't feel confident enough to go far from the church. So I crossed the street into a strip-mall and surveyed our options.
"Chinese or McDonalds," I said aloud.
"CHINESE!!!" Caleb shouted.
When I was a kid, my parents would buy a Happy Meal for my brother and me to take to the Chinese restaurant.
Although Caleb wanted to order sushi, he was content with sesame chicken and steamed dumplings.
Although Caleb wanted to order sushi, he was content with sesame chicken and steamed dumplings.
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