When I asked Brittany what she wanted to do over Spring Break, her first answer was, "Go to the pizza parlor!" I couldn't help laughing a little inside because aside from this one 5-year-old girl, I do not know anyone who regularly refers to a pizza-serving restaurant as a pizza parlor. Probably because no one else has called it that since the 1970's.
What can I say? Brittany is just awesome like that. Also, she makes great facial expressions while pretending to talk on the phone.
Actually, she calls such a place a "pizza parlor" because of a particular book that they read at school called Trashy Town. The title is suspect, I know, but if you ever read the book, I promise that you will spend the next week chanting the refrain under your breath. "Dump it in. Smash it down. Drive around the trashy town." Brittany and I still like to shout it for old times sake. Here are a few more pics for your enjoyment:
|Brianna was all about the pepperoni pizza, eating as many slices as me. I am not exaggerating.|
|Patricia enjoyed herself as well, despite her facial expression in this out-of-focus picture.|
|And of course, Elijah was his usual garbage-disposal self. Brittany helped him accessorize in the car.|
Tomorrow it's babysitting time, but Wednesday we'll be back to Spring Break fun. I'm thinking maybe we'll do some painting.