Pimping out your kids
Last night, husband and I took Jo Jo out to the Rainforest Cafe for dinner. This restaurant is a horrible mish-mash of animatronic animals, tropical fish tanks, bad food and service with attitude that really has very little to do with the rainforest. But, as we presumed, Jo Jo was in awe of every little detail the place had to offer, thus making our trip worthwhile since husband and I actually got to eat without interruption.
The mall in which the restaurant is located was practically deserted last night, so we decided to take the opportunity to let Jo Jo run free and terrorize the patrons and shopkeepers. As we're chasing her down the walkway, she stops in front of Abercrombie, which was pumping the most obnoxious dance track, and just like a music-activated dancing Santa, Jo Jo busts a move right in the store's entry. Well, the women standing nearby, you'd think they'd just busted an ovary because they could not stop fawning over her. One actually said that we should enter her in a talent contest. Seriously? I'm pretty positive that it would be extremely destructive for me to pimp Jo Jo out in this manner.
After about eleventy jillion rides on the escalator and the elevator we had to leave. Jo Jo was pitching a fit because we wouldn't let her push the shiny red button marked ALARM. Good times.
The mall in which the restaurant is located was practically deserted last night, so we decided to take the opportunity to let Jo Jo run free and terrorize the patrons and shopkeepers. As we're chasing her down the walkway, she stops in front of Abercrombie, which was pumping the most obnoxious dance track, and just like a music-activated dancing Santa, Jo Jo busts a move right in the store's entry. Well, the women standing nearby, you'd think they'd just busted an ovary because they could not stop fawning over her. One actually said that we should enter her in a talent contest. Seriously? I'm pretty positive that it would be extremely destructive for me to pimp Jo Jo out in this manner.
After about eleventy jillion rides on the escalator and the elevator we had to leave. Jo Jo was pitching a fit because we wouldn't let her push the shiny red button marked ALARM. Good times.
posted by coffee stained at
1:48 PM
1 Comments:
My kid was throwing a fit on and off all day because I wouldn't let her run around the house with an uncapped pen. I love feeling like an evil person just because you don't really want your kid stabbing her eye out.
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