Friday night, Chesney got to choose where we went for dinner. She chose Applebee's, which I've decided is just not on my list of places I want to eat. I couldn't decide what I wanted, I just said the first thing I saw when it was my turn and it came out all cold and flavorless.
But that's beside the point. Ches had a bacon cheeseburger and loved it, and we were there for her.
When we got home (after a stop at the grocery store to buy ice cream and cookies in lieu of paying Applebee's way too much money for dessert), Ches opened her gifts. She had 3... 1 from me & her dad, 1 from Mykiah and a box that turned out to be from Grandma.
She's fairly easy to please. Monster High Draculaura (to replace the one that fell apart over Christmas break) and some new American Girl things. And money. My kids do love their money.
