I asked Canu where he wanted to go for his birthday dinner...he told me El Miguey, a little mexican restaurant not too far from here. So, we all went...including all three boys.
First, the wyldchild starts making up his own language while we're driving to pick up the youngerest. He decides that the new name for grass is penis. So...that starts a whole slew of jokes..."Go mow your penis"..."your penis just looks so lush and healthy this year!" "I saw some frost on the penis this morning..."
Then, we get to the restaurant and order our food. I've never eaten here, but heard about it from Billy and from my co-workers. After we eat, the waiter comes by and asks if we'd like dessert. It just happened that he asked while Billy was away from the table...so I told the waiter that we had a birthday.
After Billy came back, they came up to the table and put this huge sombraro on his head, set a plate with cinnamon and honey nachos with whipped cream and a candle in front of him and start singing a Mexican Happy Birthday song...complete with the guitars, moraccas and tambourines!
I have no idea what they were singing...but Billy turned about 4 shades of red! I know I'm gonna get payback on my next birthday...but it was fun anyways!
And his after dinner birthday...was even more fun!
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