Chick Fil A

Well, Sacramento got a Chick Fil A. Mommy has not been to one in 4 years. Daddy had coupons, so we met Mommy after work at the restaurant. We each got a chicken sandwich. Mommy picked the breading off my chicken and cut it up into chunks. After it was not so hot (I touch it and say "ot, ot, ot"), I ate it up. Then I ate the peach cup Daddy brought and part of my banana. They had a kids play area, so Mommy took me in there. There is a set of stairs that wind around to an area of tubes. One tube takes you to a fake car to drive. The other tube takes you to a slide. There was also a toddlers area, but I did not hang out there long. There were about 7 kids in there when I first went in. I climbed up and down the stairs several times before I went into the tubes. Then I sat up there and cried. Eventually, all the other kids left. I went down the slide once on my tummy feet first. I thought that was a riot. So I went to do it again, and this time I sat down. My eyes were so huge as I came around the corner to see Mommy at the base of the slide! But then more kids came in, and I got scared again. They were all bigger than me. Plus it was getting close to my bedtime. I started to cry. A big girl helped me to get back down the stairs to Mommy and Daddy and Snickers. What an adventure! I fell asleep in the car on the way home. On Sunday, Mommy and I are going to Apple Hill with some other Mommies and kids. We'll buy apples and go to a petting zoo and stuff.