Five Guys

Tonight I went to this amazing place called Five Guys! Mom brought my dinner but I threw my chicken at her. I know I'm not supposed to. It makes Mommy get Stern. But she just doesn't understand about my eating habits. It was almost a not-good dinner. We were having a staring contest after I threw the chicken and I think maybe I was winning (they key is to stare so stubbornly that Mommy's mouth twitches -- and also, you can't blink) but then Dad came out with this big wet bag that mom said was grease and it broke the tension between me and Mommy. There was a hot dog inside! And a hamburger! And I had both! They were amazing! I ate and ate and ate. I just like to keep Mom on her toes.