Okay, Mel.
Gotta story to tell.
It reminded me of Calvin. DS had a Calvin moment. Heck, he's a boy and he's 8 so I guess all of his moments are Calvin-esqe. Or maybe Calvin is DS-esque. Cause that IS what we really call him.
Anyway, last night we took the family out for Japanese. Hibachi bar and the whole nine yards. I'm sure this place is not QUITE like Teppenyaki, but the food is good and we always dig the onion volcano thing. Anyway, we realize that there will just be the four of us. We usually go out to dinner the same way we usually go to Disney, with friends, so we always have enough to take up a whole Hibachi bar. Last night we knew we'd be sharin' our table with 4 other strangers who most likely would be judgin' us for drinkin' Coke with our meal.
Anyway, we sit down and in walks the rest of our tablemates. They are actual and true PROMDATES. Yep. They are all gussied up and headed to the prom. It was at this point that I realized just how old and unhip I am actually getting to be because the guys had that now hip hairdo where their eyes don't show through the mess of hair on the top of their head. I turned to DH and said "DS will NEVER look like that. "
They were nice enough, very giggly and nice. We made conversation and it turns out they were headed to the prom of my alma mater. So we get through the meal. The kids always have to have those cheat chopsticks with the rubber band on them. DH had dismantled his and had one chopstick in each hand.
The rubber band was wrapped around them and he was gettin ready to shoot it like a slingshot.
I notice it and tell him don't you dare, put that down right now or so help me....
With that settled, I look away and tell DD to finish her Rice Soup that she made all on her own. I look up and notice DH and Prom Date #2 down on the end making eyes at each other. They are doing the Eye Talk thing. He checks for zuchini in his teeth.
Then he hears what she is saying to him.
"What's that? No....no...you're kidding....a rubber band? In your drink? No. Where on earth would a rubber band have come from? Well, it didn't come from THIS table...."
I look at DS in horror only to find he has his head buried in his fried rice.
He was soooooooo embarassed and only fessed up after I got on to him again. His face was SO red and he kept saying "I'm soooooooorrrrrry. I'm SOOOOOORRRRRRRY Mom. I didn't know it was gonna land in her drink"
They were pretty cool about it and just laughed it off. The girl actually said she should probably give him a buck just for makin' the shot.
Just thought it was pretty funny. Had to share.