Jacob Inside Outside Condado's

OUTSIDE

Jacob got himself out of his carseat, and slid down and out of the car.  As this 6 y.o. walked around the backend, I said, "We're going to Condado Tacos."  He asked, "Is that a K?"  (Must be learning phonics in first grade.)  I pointed out the sign that read Condado with a C, he gave me to know he didn't like Condado.

"I'm walking to Taco Bell."

ROFLMHO

I laughed so hard at his littleness.

But he kept talking (and walking).  It became obvious he was reciting a conversation he'd had with his dad.

"I say it's raining tacos"

"He says no."

"I say it's raining tacos."

"He says no."

"I say it's raining tacos."

"He says no."

Oh, what was the end of this tale, what was it's depth.  I couldn't investigate, it was more imperative that I get him across the street safely.  Then we were enveloped into the restaurant world and finding our seats, we were late.  We were seated at the end of two tables of 9 peoples.

INSIDE

Jacob and Lilly had rectangular sheets of white paper with a couple of crayons provided for kids.  Jacob wanted markers and he knew I kept some in my nanny bag.  So, I gave him the wide tip.  He presses hard with the other kinds and ruins the ends. Well, I hadn't paid any attention when I bought them, I was looking for some that would keep him out of trouble whenever he used those dry erase markers, but these were Sharpies; sadly they bled through.  

We tried napkin dipped in water to clean the table.

We tried spittle (shush, don't tell anyone).

We tried the waitress's spray cleaner, unbeknowst to her because she was in the back and very busy; I didn't want to bother her,  

Finally, I went to the car and retrieved some hand sanitizer.  

We were cleaning the table when the waitress appeared.  Over my left back shoulder suddenly there she was.  I was hoping we could resolve the whole thing beforehand.

Jacob, honest, naive, and surprising, loudly blurted truth to one and all as he partially rose from his seat,

Hurridly, I said "Sit down, Jacob!"

OH.  MY.  WORD!

WHERE DID THAT COME FROM!?

Some of us heartily laughed.  And one of us quickly put hand to mouth, "Shu-ush-sh!"

There was no mistaking what he was saying.

"WE HAVE A PROBLEM!"