Last night, we went out for fish. It was Friday in Wisconsin, after all. Of course, Greg was the only one who actually ate fish. Allie had a hot dog, which she and her appliance struggled with. Julia had mini corn dogs, which she ate and then asked for more. I had chicken.
At the end of the meal, the waitress brought the ubiquitous little leather folder with our check. Julia reached out before Greg could grab it and snagged it. Greg asked her if she wanted to pay the bill and she said, "Yeah! Gimme a dollar!"
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