In a dinner rut, the boys and I headed to Chipotle one night. The boys had never been. I figured chips, guacamole, tortillas and beans and they would be in heaven. I was wrong. It wasn't the food that they enjoyed, it was the atmosphere.
The boys cracked me up while we were sitting inside the restaurant. The music was entertaining, but the boys were more entertaining. They coined the term "Chipotle dance". Can't get the whole picture from this video, but you get the gist!
We had to go out on the patio for a change of scenery. They enjoyed watching all the trucks go by on the freeway right by us.
Shortly after dinner, we headed to the car wash. My cool dude just had to keep his glass on in the car wash.
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