It's the Little Things

Yes, I just posted a picture of my family sitting in the van, shoving burgers into our mouths.  But you have to hear the story...

The chicken pox have had us cooped up in the house for almost three weeks now.  We don't go out to eat ALL that often, but it feels like ages since we've all been out to eat togehter.

So when we were swimming yesterday at 5:30, wondering what we'd have for dinner (with nothing planned because before the chicken pox arrived, we had plans to go to a friends' house for dinner) - Mike had an idea.  He suggested we go to In 'n' Out Burger and bring it home. 

Then I took it a step further.

We don't have an In 'n' Out very close to our house, so we all got into our PJs, piled into the car, went through the drive thru, and asked for separate "eat in the car" boxes for everyone.  Then we proceeded to sit in the parking lot to eat our dinner as a family. THIS is how you take your kids out to eat when their temporary appearance causes a public panic.

Jason eating his french fries.

For most families, this isn't a really big deal.  If we were on a road trip, this wouldn't have been a big deal.  But we don't normally eat in the car. We don't normally eat fast food.  And we certainly don't ever sit in the parking lot in our PJs to eat!

The kids thought this was the greatest thing ever.  And they're already asking when we're going to get to do this again.

Like I said, sometimes it's the little things!