Butter-high

Had such a lovely lovely dinner out tonight.

We went out to dinner with Gale (Jake’s Dad), Nancy (Jake’s stepmother), Nick (Jake’s brother), Stacy (Nick’s wife), and Isabelle (Nancy’s daughter Diana’s little girl). 

We went to a Pizza PALACE! And I was the only one that had pizza. I had a bbq chicken pizza with pineapple. You HAVE to have pineapple. I love pineapple so much on pizza. It looked highly disturbing, the tomato sauce and the bbq sauce mixed together all over the bits of chicken to make the chicken… pink. So very gross looking, but thankfully it was not gross. Very tasty.

The highlight of the evening, however, was the crazy antics of a two year old high on butter. Seriously, all she had was two packets of butter smeared on a slice of bread, and she just licked the butter and bounced around all happy. It was adorably disgusting and disgustingly adorable. And then she decided she loved me and tried to wipe butter on me. Ew.

And I got to carry her back to the car, and coz I was sitting right next to her we were playing with her doll on the way back here.

Argh I want a little sezquido mutant!

I feel… bleh. Jake, you can have the rest of that pizza, ok? I’ll have the fish. Ooh that could be dinner tomorrow. Score, planned already.