I was reading my journal last night.  

This journal entry from a couple of months ago is still making me laugh!

"Tonight we took the kids out to dinner at Outback Steakhouse.  I ordered fish and Abby was so disgusted that she wouldn't take a single bite of her dinner.  Kate drank too much root beer before her meal came so she was doubled over clenching her stomach while laying down.  Ella ordered chicken fingers and then refused to eat them.  She made a huge scene crying and yelling until the waitress offered to bring her mac n cheese (so embarrassing :( ).  Lucy was the best behaved of the bunch.  Eating and dropping half of her dinner on the ground in peace and quiet mode like she does.  Why did we take the kids out for dinner again?"