The girls were playing "Restaurant" with their cousin. They printed up menus and set up tables and were pretend cooking up a storm. All of a sudden I hear Angus shout, "You guys President Obama is here with his family!!!"
"Quick set the nice plates out!" "And the pretty napkins!" "Get the diet coke!"
"Someone cook up the hot dogs!" I'm pretty sure that was Youngest.
"Hot dogs? We can't serve them hot dogs!" Angus yells. "We need to serve steak and potatoes!"
"Sorry! No steak, but we have curry rice, sushi and lamb kebobs! Would the president and his family like any of that?" Oldest asks. (Oldest is like me and loves food.)
"I'll take care of it," Angus says. A second later she says, "It's ok, I took care of it, President Obama and his family have left now."
"What happened?" Youngest asks.
"I gave him $20 and told him to come back when we has steak for him!" Angus answers.
"Oh, good job!" the others respond.
Yes, bribing the President with $20. Good job indeed.