Tonight we went to Hogs Breath, restaurant owned by Clint Eastwood, for dinner. Diana slept, still not adjusted to the time change, and Jonathan was a little difficult at first as he was tired but quickly recovered and thoroughly enjoyed his chocolate ice cream.
By the way, it was Daddy, not me, who taught him how to "drink" the last bit of his ice cream....I know, it doesn't sound like Brad, but trust me, it was!
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