The Best Time Was...

Those Bastards - Wendy, Michael, & I along with Brian's Dad, Mason, were at Brian's band competition up in Mishawaka, Indiana. It was a chilly Fall evening. Michael wanted me to take him down to the concession stands. On the way down, he asked me if he could get a hot chocolate and I said "yes". However, when we got down there, there was a sign that said "no hot chocolate left". Michael saw the sign and read it. Then he said "no hot chocolate? those bastards!". And I said "what!?". To which he replied "those bastards!". And I said "what!?" again even more surprised. And again he replied "those bastards!". I said "Michael, you can't say that! That is a bad word.". He was only 8 and he did not realize that was a bad word. But, now when I tell others that story, he gets a little embarrassed, but smiles, as everyone gets a kick out of hearing the story. That was the best time!