The fun thing about our international units is eating at a restaurant with that country's theme.
We're studying about Italy, so I dragged everyone out for Italian food today!
When the bread first came in a little basket, Gabe said, "How come there's only one?"
And then, without waiting for an answer, picked it up and started eating it whole. (His thought process, apparently: There's only one here. Well, guess it's for me.)
Gabe had the cheese pizza.
Max was not well-behaved at the restaurant and had to be pacified with tiny pieces of peppermint candy.












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