I took the boys out to dinner tonight. I swear they have expensive taste. First of all, they wanted fried calamari. Then Nathan ordered linguini with clams, and Forrest ordered lobster ravioli. The waitress was somewhat suprised about the mature pallet my 6 year olds have. They were very upset with me when I would not allow them to waste $1 each to get a giant bouncy ball out of the little machine at the door. They whinned the entire time I spent buckling their seat belts. I asked them, "What were you born with a silver spoon in your mouth?" They both answered in unison, "YES." Well if I hadn't been present at the time of their birth, then I would have believed it. Boy, what spoiled rotten kids. But, man I love 'em.