Saturday Night Negotiations

Charlie and I are trying to talk the boys in to going out for pizza for dinner and it is a ridiculous chore. They want to go to McDonald's for dinner, they don't want pizza. We tell them that we can go to McDonald's after dinner for ice cream cones, if they are good, but they keep whining that they want chicken nuggets from McDonald's, not ice cream. It's ridiculous. We hardly ever go out to eat and this week has been so busy the boys have had pasta for dinner almost every night. Why aren't they jumping up and down with excitement to go absolutely anywhere but their own kitchen table? Now Charlie is trying to get Jett to change out of sweat pants and in to jeans....it's ridiculous around here. The next time you'll see us at a restaurant is 2015, I think. Oh happy night!