Yesterday afternoon everyone settled down for a nap. Except Alu, Vivian and myself. It seemed like a great afternoon for some IPAs at the neighborhood pub. We got there and were just about settling into our seats on the front patio when Vivian exclaimed "Daddy - I thought we were going to get frozen yogurt first. Whenever you and Uncle Alu get together, it's just beer beer beer!" The sixteen-year old waitress looked at Vivian in amazement.
A couple of minutes later we were ready. Alu and I put in our beer orders. The waitress gazed at Vivian and asked sweetly "And would you like some lemonade?"
"Actually, no. I was thinking may be a Shirley Temple?"
Followed by the loud sound of a jaw smacking the wooden deck.
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