Back in November, within the week after the hurricane or rather 'Super Storm' that it is currently being called, we had gone out to get our weekly milk and eggs. We still didn't have power at home, but had the generator, but that was only powering up a few crucial things, like the refrigerators and get us some hot water. Alot of the restaurants and businesses didn't have power either so we ended up eating lunch at Hooters in Lawrenceville. We brought the babies in, got three high chairs and ordered chicken fingers for them plus food for ourselves. We ended up sitting next two a family/crew from down south that had come up to help out with the clean up from the hurricane. They didn't stare at us or the babies - which was really cool, but we chatted a little and told them that we had some downed trees in our yard and got one of their business cards.
The whole time we were there, Tony kept asking me if we should have the Hooter's ladies pose with little Tony - and I told him it was fine with me, but he was too chicken to ask them himself! So just before we were wrapping up to get going I asked our waitress and she happily obliged and got a few of her fell waitresses to pose with little man.
Right after the picture was taken, we realized that little T had a disgusting dirty diaper that stunk to high heaven and we were very surprised that all of these ladies had smiles on their faces!
I recall that Tony sent this picture on to his brothers with some like about how little Man has more 'game' than them.
We also ended up hiring the crew we met to take care of the trees in our backyard so, in the end, it all worked out.
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