I thought it would be a nice breakfast out.
My husband was golfing with his parents and brothers, so it was just me and my kids.
We slid into a teal green booth at the Oink Cafe.
“Mommy, I want to sit by you,” my nine-year-old daughter slid into the booth next to me leaving her four-year-old brother to sit by himself on the other side.
Ooooh…I knew that wasn’t happening.
I saw his face crumple. He opened his mouth and before he could say a word, I interjected with…
“No, why don’t you both sit together?”
That’s when the standoff began.