Moo

A couple weeks ago, Chick-Fil-A was giving out free food to people who came in dressed like cows. What's that you say?? Free food? That's right folks, I said free. Now the catch is if you want a free meal then you have to dress head to toe in cow gear. The idea in dressing up in a 50.00 cow suit rental in 90 degree weather for a free 5.00 meal just didn't seem to cut it for me. So, I put together some quite hideous cow ears for Adam and I to wear karate style and a little hat with cutout spots for Greta. Since we were dressed a little bit like a cow, they give you a free entree.
Now, Adam was a bit reluctant to put on his trashbag cutout ears. He kept telling me over and over again on the way to Chick-Fil-A, "I'm not doing it. I'm not doing it." He knew I would be mad if we had to buy him breakfast because he wouldn't participate so he let me slip them on really quick for him to order and then slip them off just as quickly. Look at his sly smile and his costume in hand thinking, "Dressing up like a cow is for people so much less cooler than me." Me and Gret wore our ears and spots throughout all of our delicious Chick-Fil-A breakfast. I figured I could've just gone up to the counter and said I'm pregnant and feel as big as a cow. Does that count?

Gret shared her chicken mini's with us too. She's so nice that way.