Treat

This week, a little carnival came and set up shop in the mall parking lot near our house.  Each time we drove by it, the girls wondered if they might have a ride.  No begging or pleading, just repeated expressions of interest.  And so last night, we enjoyed a well-deserved treat.

Three carnival rides, of their choosing, for each girl...








(C waited very patiently in the stroller, being below the height requirement for all the rides.  Perhaps next year.)

...and dinner afterwards at Panera Bread.

L has a funny expression because, well, it's hard to chew a gigantic chunk of apple and say "cheese" at the same time.

I can't even remember the last time we ate out.  (What a treat for Mama, too!)

N said: "I'm a lucky girl-- I got three treats!  I got to ride the rides, AND I got a chocolate milk.  AND a yogurt!!"

I guess it doesn't get much better than that!