IHOD for dinner. “Here it comes . . .”
On my own last night with my two little beauty queens. We’re batting around ideas for dinner. Austen just had her braces tightened so she was thinking something soft.
Me, “What about pancakes?”
Austen, “Yeah, that sounds good, I’m gonna get the chocolate chip pancakes.”
Me, “Erin, whaddya think, IHOP for pancakes?”
Erin, (grasping her stomach and bent over in faux pain) “Ughh, IHOD . . . here it comes.”
