A few weeks ago we took Macy to Mutt’s to enjoy the atmosphere and to dine at a new joint. Yeah, there was only one slight problem I forgot to tell my family about. Mutt’s? …. Er… Um … well, it makes you sort of have to go to the bathroom. No worries, I planned it so we would go straight home. We no longer set foot in our home when each of us darted to an open bathroom. Thank GOD there are enough toilets in our home to cover each hiney.
Excuse the fowlness but hey, it fits the story, okay? After, we joked about our next adventure in dining at “Butt’s”. Shortly after, Macy’s teacher was either talking about her dog whom she referred to as a mutt or talking about her weekend and dining at Mutt’s ... Which of those, I’m not really too sure. What I AM sure about is my daughter’s tackiness! Take a read, you’ll understand:
Macy: “Oooo, Mrs. Myers! Have you ever eaten at Mutt’s?”Wow! Really? Did she REALLY just tell that to her teacher. In class? To her teacher?!? Parent-Teacher conferences are this week. I want to know if this conversation took place as Macy described above but I’m afraid to ask. Maybe I should just buy Mrs. Myers a Mutt’s Amazing Hot Dogs gift certificate & see if she laughs?
Mrs. Myers: “As a matter of fact, my husband and I went there last weekend.”
Macy (laughing): “Yeah, well. We call it Butt’s cause it makes you have to go to the bathroom!”
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